This funny statue reminded me very much of my late beagle, Dorie. In the winter, Dorie would suddenly plunge her head and shoulders into the snow, tail wagging all the while. I always wondered what she was after. A frozen bit of sandwich? Burrowing mice? Whatever the prize, to her it was well worth a faceful of snow.
If my water bottle had a top like that, I'd leave it on the sidewalk, too.
I love the idea of fish lawn ornaments.
The best way to play with an extra-large tiger plush toy:
put it in your yard and watch the double takes.
These sculpted faces reminded me of a trip I took to New York City with my daughter
and her friend in 2013. We stayed at an apartment on the Lower East Side that we rented through HomeAway. The apartment was very cluttered and had a weird vibe (I'll save that story for another day).
I don't think I'm done with these sculptures quite yet. They still haunt me
from time to time, so perhaps they are looking for a home in a story.
Sometimes it's just the pattern of lines that catches my eye. Like this green tangle...
...and these brown leaves hanging down like tiny wizened bats.
A weeping willow and thick vines. On one side a downward cascade;
on the other, a staunch climb up.
These next pics were taken on a walk early in the morning
on October 1. More interesting lines...
Hurray! More sidewalk poetry!
Saint Paul Sidewalk Poetry
We knew this day would come.