The shuttlecocks are my favorite sculptures on the lawn in front of The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City.
This is day 360 of Photo 365.
The shuttlecocks are my favorite sculptures on the lawn in front of The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City.
This is day 360 of Photo 365.
Every Christmas, for more years than not, my family has gone to a movie matinee after dinner. Some years we catch the latest blockbuster, other years we see an indie flick. The 2013 McGuire movie selection was “Philomena,” which we saw at Rio Theater in Kansas City. I give day 359 of Photo 365 two thumbs up.
Husband and I made a stop at the Weisman Art Museum on the University of Minnesota campus this afternoon to check out Mohamed Mumin’s exhibit, The Youth/Dhallinyarada, a portrait series of 13 Somalian-American men. Stunning.
This is day 356 of Photo 365
I teased a co-worker this week about still having a land line at home. Promptly 24 hours later, the SIM card in my mobile went haywire. Panic set in for a moment because I suddenly had no way of communicating with anyone.
Seeing this old phone at an antique store today made me chuckle. How far we’ve come. And even back in the day when my parents had this type of phone in the house, I was always annoyed by how long it took the number “9” to dial back. I was born in the right era, for certain.
This is day 355 of Photo 365.
The first time I drove into downtown Saint Paul, Minn., it was New Years Day, 1999. I was trying to find my way to a place called the Saint Paul Union Depot for the opening of the Titanic exhibition. Even though I was lost, I was distracted by the fact the area I now know as Lowertown, looked like New York City. I had never been to New York, but in my head, at that moment, I felt like I was in New York.
When I had the opportunity to move to the Twin Cities later that same year, I knew exactly where I wanted to live – the place that made me feel like I was in the West Village of New York.
As a 14 year resident of the Lowertown district of Saint Paul, I have watched the city blossom into a beautiful, mature lady. One event that has been in Saint Paul even longer than me is the Saint Paul Winter Carnival. Minnesotans take their winters seriously. They complain about the cold and the snowy commutes like the best of them, but at the end of the day, they celebrate winter. So much so, each January, they put on a two-week party called Saint Paul Winter Carnival.
As part of Winter Carnival, the city lights the parks, decks the halls, and sets up outdoor activities for all to enjoy during the cold months both before and after the carnival. One of these outdoor activities, that reminds me so much of New York (now that I’ve been there many times), is a pop up skating rink. The Wells Fargo Winter Skate is open to the public for skating, broomball, which you see in the picture above, and youth hockey events.
It’s classic and romantic and fun. I hope to bump into you sometime in my northern Midwest version of New York sometime.