Monthly Archives: April 2017


I believe this is the female Nuthatch, the mate of the Nuthatch in the image I posted last week. She is smaller in size but large in spirit. Working just as hard if not harder to create a nest in the trunk of the old crabapple tree.


After a long cold winter the ground outside the beehives are covered with the lifeless bees who did not survive. Those that did survive clean the hive daily of debris and, yes, the lifeless bodies. No ceremony or morning that I could see just the effort of taking them to the edge of the hive and let them fall to the ground adding to the carpet made up of the lifeless.


The other week we had some spring snow. It was fun seeing how the snow could balance itself on most everything in landed on. This chain is on the back gate and the sun peeks through the space between the fence boards. A few hours later the sun had its way, warming up the day and melting the snow away.


Numbers stenciled on the wood. What are they for, why are they out of order? These are the tops to be hives and the numbers are simply to keep track of which hive is which. The stencils numbers are added to the wood then the wood is dipped in melted wax to protect the wood and the numbers from the weather.

Modern Backyard

The modern back yard is a two car garage. There is no grass, no swing set and no sounds of kids playing. A two car garage and a small deck with some chairs and maybe a barbeque. Doesn’t sound as fun as the backyard I remember.

Small Window

The best way to explore the city is to walk. I find some interesting building in places I would have never guessed they would be. Theis door with a small window belongs to and old fire station. When the transit rail line was built nearby it blocked one of the roads  needed for the fire station. They relocate the station and this building stands unused.


As I walk through a green space approaching a pedestrian overpass I look up through the handrail and see the blue prairie sky and the clouds with sunlit edges. I make a few images and find the one I like best is the one where I hid the sun behind the railing. The sun then doesn’t overpower the image and the clouds are visible imprisoned behind the bars of the railing.

The door to …

Doors appear everywhere. Some are obvious as to where they lead others, like this one, have few clues to what is on the other side. Sometimes it is fun to wonder if it a secret society that requires a secret knock to gain access or maybe is it just an empty room with a single chair in the middle of the floor. I will never know for sure but I can use my imagination which is probably more spectacular than what is actually on the other side of this door.

Puddle Reflections

Puddle reflections can give a different look at the world. I like seeing what is reflected in water and in most cases this water is in puddles. A low camera angle and some wet hands and knees can give an alley a whole different look.


It is the a word we hear a lot. Sometimes it seems to be the first word a child learns and I’m pretty sure it is the one the say the most. In this image it is “NO PARKING” painted with a brush on a wall in an alley. Some say we become sign blind at some point, not noticing signs that have been there for a while and that we pass every day. I wonder how many signs you go past on the way to work or on your daily walk?