Billie and I Found Another Turtle

This fellow was hanging out behind the Barr Branch of the St. Louis Public Library

And, we found some rare Black Flamingos:

I think they get their color from eating licorice

Sacred Circles

Sacred Circles are found in nearly all the great spiritual traditions. They are used to draw us into numinous space and to help us recognize we are standing on holy ground. I'm always on the look out for Sacred Circles. Here are some I've found so far this Fall.

First from Nature:

Bee Tree Park

Castlewood State Park

And sometimes a Sacred Circle finds me and I bring it to paper and color:

But enjoying a good sunset always reminds me of my place in the great Circle of Life:

The Sun setting over Creve Couer Lake.

Life is good.

Fish Tacos

Whenever my Aunt Phyllis (my Dad's twin sister) and my Grandma Raske would go shopping in Saginaw they would go to Long John Silver's to eat. That was my Grandma's choice. It was a most favorite place of hers. At times in the past whenever I was missing my Grandma particularly much I'd find myself sitting in a Long John Silver's.

A couple of years or so ago, the Long John's in Kirkwood closed. And, I didn't know where there was another. When I moved, as luck would have it, there was a Long John's in the neighborhood. I kept saying to myself, "I should stop by and get some fish and chips." But, I didn't seem to get around to it. Then I bought a scooter.

Right after I bought Lil' Blue I began noticing a 50cc scooter parked in front of Long John's. Since it was there nearly every day, I guessed it might belong to an employee. And so, one Saturday afternoon I stopped in.

The scooter belonged to Chuck. I have met other scooter riders like him since. His scooter is his transportation. If he can't ride it, he either walks or takes the bus. Rain or shine, warm or cold he rides. He bought it because it was cheap and he thought reliable..and it has been for him. The only time he doesn't ride is when it snows or when his scoot won't start. It doesn't like the cold very much and when it's cold it doesn't like to start. His scooter isn't a fashion accessory. He wouldn't know a Rocker from a Mod. It gets him from here to there and back again.

 Here's Chuck's scoot. Notice the top case. This is his third one. Each one has been a little bigger. If he goes any bigger he may need to add ballast to the front.

When I used to go to Long John's I would get fish and chips. But now they've introduced fish tacos. They aren't all that healthy but seem a better choice than fish and chips and they are cheap, much cheaper than the grilled salmon which would be definitely a healthier choice. The fish tacos are nothing special, soft tortilla, fried fish, lettuce and a mild creamy spicey sauce (Baja).

Two fish tacos...two bucks.

And now, because it is on my way home from work I drop in every Friday. It has become a tradition--dinner with Grandma and a chat with Chuck.

Lil' Blue in the parking lot at Long John Silver's

Life is good.

The First Weekend in October

I took the MSF Basic Rider Course last year during the first weekend of October. I just had to go by the Community College and check out the range. And, sure enough there was a class going on. Heather was with me and we watched for a while and I took a few photos.

The weekend I took the course I rode one of the yellow dual sports. There was only one on the Range today. I was happy to see it.

They have added a couple of Suzuki TU250s. I was glad to see this. We think there was a couple taking the class together. There was a guy and a gal with matching helmets. This got Heather and me talking. I've been thinking about repeating the beginner course since there isn't an advanced class for us scooter folks. She is beginning to try on the idea of us taking the course together. Could be interesting. But no matching helmets, please.

Sunrise in St. Louis

This morning the clouds were wonderful. The building on the right is the Federal Courthouse. I was standing in the Motorcycle Parking Area behind the Carnahan Courthouse.

And this is looking straight down Walnut Street toward the River.

Life is good.

The Weekend

Saturday morning found Heather and me back at the Old Lemp Brewery Complex. This is where Spencer has his shop, but we weren't there to see Spencer. The last time we were there was to pick up Billie. Heather had taken some photos of the buildings. She was keen to retake one of the shots.

Heather and her Gorillapod

While she was doing her thing I wandered around and took some pictures.

Spencer has added a sign.

These caught my eye.

I love the details in these old buildings

Indeed.

After we left the Lemp grounds we stopped at Benton Park. There was a chalk artist event going on. We wandered around the Park and watched some of the artists work.

It rained last night. I wonder how this fared?

I wanted Heather to see the building I've been watching slowly fall down. When we got there I found some folks salvaging usable bricks from those that had fallen. It looked like hard work.

We ended up our Saturday adventure by checking out Florist Row. There really wasn't much to see there. But I did get a motorcycle picture.

Sunday I was able to spend a couple of hours on Billie. I went flamingo hunting. It was a pretty good day. Here are the results:

This one was hiding.

A classic pair

This one is kind of unique.

And finally, a small bottle tree.

It was a nice weekend.

Life is good.

Stumped Part 2

The more I look at these the more I wonder if they are added rather than created from the stump of the tree. I may have to ask.

And, as we were out looking for more stump statues we came across this. Billie just had to have her picture taken with this lady..