“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
– Henry James
The Fleet on Lake Calhoun. Minneapolis, Minnesota. July 17, 2016
An evening thunderstorm in Uptown – Minneapolis, Minnesota. Another reason why I live here.
“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
– A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young (Winnie-the-Pooh, #3)
Lake Calhoun. Minneapolis, Minnesota. March 28, 2016
Just when you thought classic Vespa scooters were only meant for posing on when the sun comes out, Spanish studio Bel & Bel come up with a brilliant way that ensures you can be sitting on one all year round. Taking parts from the old scooters the repurpose them as swivel chairs which can be made up in a large variety of colors.
Some sick f*ck is killing America eagles on mass. It’s likely that at least some of the 18 birds killed over the past month were poisoned. It’s also possible that this was accidental. But that’s not an excuse for causing such wanton suffering to any wild animal population, much less one we’re so invested in as a nation. So whoever killed these birds ought not plan to hide behind ignorance; we ought to send a message that this carelessness is intolerable by handing them the highest fine possible (or go Liam Neeson on them).