Detroit's train station

train stn 2

If you are not a Detroiter, you might wonder why our train station looks like Swiss cheese.   I can’t really answer that, except to say it was closed in 1988, and the grand old dame has fallen on very hard times.

train stn 1

She was a beauty, I remember going there with my folks when I was a kid to pick up Grandma and Grandpa.

train stn 3

It is heartbreaking that no one could ever find another use for her.

train stn 6

As beautiful as her details still are, I suspect she is beyond the point of anyone being able to afford to restore her.

save the depot

The “save the depot?” graffiti was written back when she might have been savable.

tiger stadium
At least she’s still there.   This was Tiger Stadium.   Welcome to Detroit.

Where I stood, while others ran…

feet

On the bricks of old Michigan Avenue, in Detroit, the Corktown 5K race was today!   Mark and I were there as spectators and supporters, though we never found the friends we came to support.   I had no idea so many people turned out for this run!

runners1

Kajillions of mostly green clad folks passed us by.

runners2

Some of them were kind of odd.

green hair runners

Green hair.

hat runners

Odd hats.

rainbow runners

A rainbow race.

sox runner

People really decked themselves out for the run.

wolf runner

Even a wolfman made the run.

Our friends Molly and Patrick say they finished the run, I don’t know if I believe them.   I know they can run that far, I know they have been running, but here is the thing.   I can’t see either of them running passed that many bars, and Slow’s bar-b-que, without, well, getting sidetracked.     Congratulations to all who made it!

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Work and beer

room to paint

The drop cloth is down, we’re ready to paint!   Another apartment needs work, it’s gonna take some real effort.

bath tiles

The bathroom tiles have a small issue.

bath arch

A little scraping before we paint.

growler

But life does have its rewards.   Like my fancy new growler?   Here, I’ll give you a close up:
growler close

Pretty cool!

Where I stood…

cat feet

With my feet under a fuzzy cat, resting after grocery shopping and a nice walk in the sunshine.   It appears spring is here, but we in Michigan know not to trust the weather.

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Learn Something New

Guitarfish

This is Abraham, the guitar fish.   His species has been around for at least 150 million years, with very little evolving, so if you have any history questions he is the one to ask.   Abraham has wonderful ray-like fins added to his shark-like aerodynamic body, so he should really enjoy swooping around the oceans, but he doesn’t.   He would much rather rest on the ocean floor, and sleep.   Despite his sharkish looks, he is a peacenik, and is no danger as long as you are not a small crab or other sea creature living on the bottom of the sea.   I don’t know why this 40″ guy is called a guitar fish, I can only assume he plays a mean guitar.

jird

These are a couple of jirds.   Mama jird is Beverly, and baby jird is Ryan.   Like most jirds, Beverly and Ryan have no regard for the 24 hour cycle, they sleep on and off all day and night.   They just have a short day in their internal clock, and don’t pay much attention to the sun.   These   little critters can leap a surprising distance, they think of themselves as kangaroos.   These are southern jirds, they don’t hibernate like some of their northern counterparts.   Beverly is very proud of her little guy, his is very smart and a quick learner.   Bush-cricket

This is Hester, the bush-cricket.   She looks a little sad, I think it is because bush-crickets are locust without wings, they are tied to the bush for they cannot fly.   You can tell Hester is a girl by the ovipositor, that’s the long stick-like organ that is attached to her abdomen and goes out behind her.   It will help her deposit her eggs underground.   That “saddle” on her back is the way she makes piercing sounds.   Hester’s ancestors played havoc with the vines of France, but with pesticides their numbers have dwindled.   Hester is looking for a mate, she is having trouble finding a reliable   boyfriend.   Wish her luck.

Mandalas

This weekend, while up north, I brought some watercolor paper cut in circles and encouraged the creative participants to make their own mandalas.   I was surprised at the results, these guys were great!

Jane's mandala

Jane’s mandala

Lynn's mandala

Lynn’s first mandala

Lynn's second mandala

Lynn’s second mandala

Steph's mandala

Stephanie’s mandala

cathy's mandala

Cathy’s mandala

cool, huh?

The creative weekend

This past weekend Stephanie and Sidney, two very cool sisters, invited several people included Jane and I (two less cool sisters) up to their parents summer “cottage”.   Cottage is in quotes because it’s nicer than my house, get rid of images of dust and bugs and outdoor plumbing and no power.

crowded table

Jane and I could only make it up for Saturday, but, man, what a great time!   What I found coolest was even though the house is huge and there are lots of places to work, we all crowded around one table so we could keep easy contact.   Despite the lack of room for art supplies on that table, we still made room for snacks.

jane and lynn

Jane and Lynn working diligently.

steph and kath

Stephanie, with Kathy hand sewing in the background.   sidney

Sidney, blowing everyone away with her talent, as usual.   Thank you guys, it was a fabulous time!