I’ve not traditionally been a summertime person. I do my best, really I do, but usually I find myself longing for fall by early July. That wasn’t the case this year; orientation begins tomorrow and I’m still clinging to the … Continue reading
Category Archives: Midwesterness
When I look at photographers’ work, especially Friedlander and Frank, I wonder how they know where the edges of a photograph are. I mean cropping, yes, but something more than that. I myself generally have no idea at all.
There’s a functional camera obscura parked in the middle of the Franconia Sculpture Park field. This is on the outside.
At the front gates of Franconia Sculpture Park, which is a nice afternoon trip from the Twin Cities.
Hot metal in the sun.
This is the week the leaves went blammedy, and suddenly it’s full-on spring. Of course, that doesn’t preclude a frost advisory for the weekend.
Don’t know lutefisk? The Wikipedia entry is quite comprehensive. Basically, it’s the loving preparation of white fish soaked in lye until it is caustic and then soaked in water until it’s safe to eat. I haven’t had occasion to try … Continue reading
There’s a cheese haus at just about every exit in Wisconsin. They usually have a variety of local cheddars, curds, beef sticks, and jams. Sometimes more variety, sometimes not. And usually at least a cheese cow and cheese mouse. The … Continue reading
We attended our first Bavarian Blast in New Ulm yesterday, making sure to arrive in plenty of time for TubaMania. Turns out it was not a tuba contest as I had thought, but is instead a tuba pickup band. If … Continue reading