Friday, February 23, 2018

Honey, Did You Leave The Hose On?

It was melting last Sunday when mum and I went on our Sunday drive. One of the craziest weeks in a crazy weather month saw rain, melt, freezing and flooding in nearby towns.
I didn't make it to my favorite little village which was saturated by the Sugar River yet and yesterday I was stopped by a cop on my way there. But I am curious to see what happens to a place once it's flooded then frozen, so maybe tomorrow taking a different route.
Meanwhile, this is a farm about seven miles out of town.

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

New Camera Same Cat

I don't know exactly when my cousin started letting me take care of Dexter, but according to this post, it was around July 22, 2016.

This is the earliest photo I can find of him, but there have been so many more. He doesn't like it when I take a picture of his big ol' butt.

Oh joy, another camera
I got a new tough point-and-shoot yesterday and decided to bring it with me everywhere. Yes, everywhere, which I'm sure Dex is thrilled about.

I'm not sure when he began regarding the bathroom as his den and even less sure it's a good thing.

Welcome, prey, I mean looking for your toothbrush?

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

The Other Side of The Coin

Or is that corn, we didn't know. Hard to believe this photo was taken the same day a few miles away from the last post. I had to look for spots that weren't going through a meltdown, but what we noticed most were flags at half mast.
Lots of water everywhere here today, but nothing like one of my favorite little towns, Monticello, which flooded over.

We never really know what we're looking at, crop wise, but I find guessing "corn" usually works out

Monday, February 19, 2018

What A Way To Go (To Talk About This Photo)

My parents took my sister and me to a movie called, What A Way To Go when we were kids which apparently offended my mother because she said, "Clarence, this is not appropriate for children."
Shirley MacLaine kept marrying the likes of Dean Martin, Dick Van Dyke and Gene Kelly, all of whom I adored, and save for I think Paul Newman's character, met 60s madcap comedy deaths. I remember her husband Pinky (Gene Kelly) going nuts over the color pink and eventually being painted to death. I found it both haunting and kind of pretty, like yesterday's sunset.
And you wondered how I'd bring it around.

The entire neighborhood was painted in an eerie shade of pink yesterday

Saturday, February 17, 2018

A Little Sunshine

A little sunshine can keep a lot of people very happy for a long time and this photo from across the pond—ha— reminds me how little it takes.
Dogs were walking, people were playing broomball, skaters were whisking around long ovals and my good lens went wonky. But this shot was enough to remind me of sunshine, crisp snow and red cheeks.
No, not those cheeks (but maybe).

Everybody needs a little sunshine, in your life
Sometime, to brighten up your day
Everybody needs a little sunshine, in your life
Sometimes, if it's only but a ray

From A Little Sunshine by Sunshine Anderson


One of the upsides of having a cat is that they don't seem to care about anything. Dexter has his schedule like my dog pals, but his needs are few and frolicking on a frozen beach during a snowstorm isn't one of them.
My dog buds would give their last plush toy to dive into the snow blanketing this beach.

Miss Vickers, Snow Queen

Although Oliver (front) lets me tuck him into my coat, these guys are poised to run around in the snow unless it's ridiculously cold but that's why God made labs

Dexter could give a flying flake.

As if.

Friday, February 16, 2018

Desert Snow

There were some interesting tracks next to the ice rink on Stricker's pond. I wondered where they led.

Wait, is that a pyramid?

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

A Little Nip

I got a Turbo Scratcher refill for Dexter's Mardi Gras present which I guessed he wanted more than beads. He acted as if he's never gotten a new toy or scratcher before and even enjoyed the nip that came with it. He's normally not a nip guy so it must have been good stuff.
Doesn't he look a little too fascinated with the turbo balls?

Dude, have you ever really looked at these balls? I mean really looked at them? They're soooo cool

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Crash and Freeze

This Little Tikes Cozy Coupe reminded me of my daredevil cousin who was always building ramps and riding anything on wheels over it. I wonder how far the rider of this Cozy Coupe got without snow tires. (This far). I hope they wore boots.

I'm betting the kid in green crashed his little brother's car since the footprints lead directly to him

Thursday, February 8, 2018

And Put Up A Parking Lot

The snow and bright sky were doing something interesting to the Westport tree sculpture yesterday. It became an even more fascinating tree after it was killed then turned into a sculpture in 1998. Artist Alberto Chavez carved out a tale from the old oak which features a woman, an eagle, a man, a bear, a snake and some otters. I can pick out the woman and eagle in this shot but I'm not 100 percent on the bear.
I think of this artwork as a living thing that makes my life more interesting than it is. Here's a little history from an earlier post.

It was the oldest oak in Dane County before they killed it to put up a parking lot or in this case an apartment complex

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

You Wouldn't Like Him When He's Angry

We love Bill Bixby and think Ed Norton and Mark Ruffalo are okay too. We do not love our new diet.
An accidental overdose of gamma radiation didn't alter Dexter's body chemistry but I think he could use a snack.

Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018


I thought when Aaron Rodgers broke his collarbone in the first quarter of that Viking game in mid-October it was some kind of karmic payment for a relatively snowless and mild winter. Except for a few eyeball freezing days here and there, it's been one of the more *pleasant winters on record.
However we're looking forward to the "snowiest week of the winter" just as Rodgers is healing up nicely in the Pebble Beach sun with Danica Partick. I find it suspicious is all.

A community of ice people is forming in Middleton on Lake Mendota

Looks like a good place for a sandwich and hot chocolate. Watch out for lunatics on ATVs

I almost got stuck down the road from here where I shouldn't have been in the first place. Hoorah for good tires and AWD

*Pleasant meaning no disasters like the one in 2008 shown in the video above

Sunday, February 4, 2018

I Just Wanted A Diet Coke

Yesterday was Ice Cream For Breakfast Day.  My first question is, "Why?" followed by, "Who gets to make these things official?" A short and lazy search for answers came up with a family in upstate New York who created it between winter holidays. Their kids spread the word in college and word of mouth put it on the calendar.
If all you have to do is get tired of winter and tell your college friends something weird about your parents involving ice cream then I submit My Dad Is Hiding The Good Ice Cream Under The Gross Ice Cream Which Makes No Sense Because Why Even Get That Kind In The First Place Day.

Mackinac Island Fudge topped with raspberry sauce on top of a freshly made waffle

We went to the Chocolate Shoppe which used to be the Chocolate House which is where my dad had ice cream baristas fill gallons of covert layers. Unfortunately I couldn't stomach any of the creations I'd been planning on such as Lucky Charms in banana ice cream or Caramel Apple Pie with Cinnamon Toast Crunch crumbles. When I asked for caffeine I was pointed to a caffeinated espresso ice cream with fudge swirls and chocolate. I meant do you have a Diet Coke.

She did an admirable job of putting away this monstrosity

It was too early for anything except wake up soda and a bit of toast as I'm not an early riser and usually can't eat breakfast until it's close to lunch. But my cousin Nanci was up for anything. She's one of my favorite go-to taste testers and has eaten worse than this for the sake of a post.

Are we not trying to discourage this trend?

People were feasting on Greenbush Bakery donut ice cream sandwiches and freshly made waffles topped with many imaginative and disgusting things, some in pajamas, some not.

If ever a child did not want to be seen with their parents

A UW student most likely armed with freshly acquired knowledge and a shiny new sense of self-importance objected to my taking a picture of the food on her table. I was going to trash it when she said, "I'm going to stand here while you delete it." The way she said it set my teeth on edge so I went against my policy of request and delete. It's a pretty crummy photo and the young lady in profile seemed as thrilled to be in the middle of her friend's drama as the kid eating breakfast ice cream with her parents.


When I walked over to her friends and showed them the photo I got the feeling they'd been through this before. The drama queen was going to show me proof I was acting illegally—which I was looking forward to—but couldn't come up with anything so threatened to "call someone." We lingered a bit to see if "someone" would show but she strutted off down State Street in search of a new 15-minute cause, blowing me a kiss through the window.

My dad, taker of unwanted photos and kind of ice cream camo

Although the Chocolate Shoppe was promoting this as a media event and encouraged posting photos to Facebook and Instagram it helps to know some of the basic laws of street photography (I found #6 especially helpful).
What experiences have you had when taking photos of people, I'd love to hear about them in the comments or email.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

What The Cat Saw

We haven't had much snow and people were happy we got some today.
Quick Tip: It helps to clean off your car windows if you want to see. (Someone backed into my car in a parking lot as I was waiting for an elderly gentleman to back out in front of me. The guy's excuse, "I didn't think to look.")
Shortly after that I almost ran into a speeding ATV which was racing down a county park driveway onto the ice. I won't even talk about breakfast at the ice cream shop.
So tonight we're content to look out the window and listen to one of our favorite radio shows.

I have no desire to go out there

Friday, February 2, 2018

Honey, I'm Home

I know someone who lived on the ice one winter behind the Memorial Union in the '80s. This isn't him.

It could be a food truck, mmm, Umami Buns.

Thursday, February 1, 2018

From When I Had More Energy To Walk Down Trails

This photo from Buckhorn State Park is from my first non-disposable digital camera, a slow and clunky point-and-shoot from 2003. It took compact flash cards which have been storing forgotten photos.
There are eight trails at Buckhorn State Park, this might be the Central Sands Nature Trail. I remember shooting something sandy somewhere at some point. Do they make memory cards for people?

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Between The Woods and Frozen Lake

I don't often use filters and don't have many on my laptop. I do, however, have several phone filters and liked this one for Dexter (who lives between fields and a frozen lake).

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

—Robert Frost

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

How Do You Get Up There?

I wanted to call these "Fat Stacks" but they seem more twisted like a fancy cookie. They're located on Walnut Street so mmm, walnut stack cookies.

Monday, January 29, 2018

An Adorable Oil Change

If ever a critter were "awww" inspiring it's my new pal Gabby from Dutch's Auto. It's fun to see how she changes from oil change to oil change.

I smelled a cheeseburger then I saw a cheeseburger but guess what, no cheeseburger

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Men on Ice

Not to be confused with the full-on ched musical Guys On Ice which seriously needs to work on its about page
I took a closer look at the winter ice colonies on Lake Mendota yesterday and was delighted to see the fishing shack version of a party float.

Forget questionable looking ice and unseasonably warm weather, ice fisherman must grill near shacks on ice or perish

The party float version of a party float

Saturday, January 27, 2018

And All I Got Was This Lousy Paper Crown

I used a paper crown from Christmas as a dandy's collar for Dexter (Ginger Demon God of Mischief). Yup, that's where my life's at.

This does not make me happy


Not only did I find a good place to take my car but Gabby kept me company.

I'm letting you win because you smell like food

Rrrrrotate your tires?

Friday, January 26, 2018

Cold Grey and Electric Skateboards

I took my new old Canon for a test run yesterday and it felt like the first time I saw winter. Why was I surprised to see people fishing on questionable ice and why did this fisherman isolate himself from all the other lunatics I mean ice fishermen? I also saw my first electric skateboard which I kept hoping would hover. Now that would be a good shot in monochrome or color.

Such a lonely looking scene on Lake Wingra—awww woooo

At Brittingham on the shores of Lake Monona, I kept waiting for her to hover

Across from Warner Park and Lake Mendota, the result of rain, snow, freeze, melt and repeat

Taken with my old old Canon at Troy Gardens while munching on a Butter Burger

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Long Thaw Sky

Our long winter thaw began on Sunday when it hit 50˚, and will keep bouncing around until April.

The sky was showing the slightest color over Lake Wingra an hour or so before sunset today.

There were more generous sepia tones watching over the ice fishermen on  Lake Monona. These guys will stay perched on the thinnest strip of ice long after things start melting. They remind me of those bald eagles floating down the Mississippi.

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Diets and Butter Burgers

Dexter caught a whiff of a butter burger and fries while I was setting up my new camera.

There better be cheese curds in here (there weren't)

Both of us are supposed to be on a diet and for my part, I didn't get a shake.