Upside Ann

  We were fortunate enough to stumble into a weekend event in the West Bottoms of Kansas City, MO.  It was Saturday.  We were driving home from Colorado and I had found in my combing of Google for unusual things to do off I-70 a store/collection of weird and creepy things.  I don't recall the name - only that it wasn't to be found.  MAYBE it is available to see by appointment....but it hardly mattered because the neighborhood with its stores full of art, antiques, and collectibles was entirely worthy of a visit.  In fact, it was so worthy that if I'm in the neighborhood on the first weekend of any upcoming month, I WILL be stopping in.   The photo at the top- mural.  Sweet birds.  Wholesome. Photo 2- street lamps.   The final 2 photos are from a store that I managed with effort to treat - as Kevin would suggest- as a museum - and, in doing so, I saved a lot of money.  Ugly Glass & Co.  It was full of Halloween-esque de...

  In decluttering closets, I found I have not one, but two polaroid 600 cameras.  I also have one box of film.  I don't need two Polaroids.  (Do I even need one? but I do have that box of film and it must be less than 30 years old.  It would still be good, right?  Would young people today even understand, let alone experience, the wonder of film that develops in your hand??  And, if they would, would Zupe?) Back to the portrait.   It felt like there might be a cartridge of film already inside the green camera.  I opened the camera up.  Nothing happened.  I pushed the shutter control.  Moment.  FLASH.  BUZZ.   WHIRRRR.  I blink back the stars in my eyes as the flash had gone off in my face.  I had just succeeded in, I almost wrote "once again" but I'm sure I have never done it before, taking a polaroid selfie.  Woohoo.  I held the film and I held my breath. If I had been sincere...

  "And I'll always love you, forever...." Heatwave, Always and Forever

  Trying something new:  saxifrage   Supposedly rabbits don't like to eat this. We shall see.  Spring on Harrison, 2026

This is a photo Zupe took of the two of us.  You can see that he shares my photographic style and obviously thinks his mother is a thing of beauty.   Monument Rocks, Kansas, 2025 August  

 I really should crop this to be square.... Oh, and that dude on my shoulder?  That's Ringo.