Felicitously

I dug into the archive for tonight's image.  This was taken 10 years ago today as part of a photoshoot of my former pastor and his lovely wife. 

At the time, he had been recently diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and I wanted to get some nice shots of them together before that evil cancer ravaged his body.

The only picture I ever regret is the one I don't take.

Pondy

It was so warm on Sunday that this picnic table became part of a water feature.  All it needs is a fountain in the middle.

Foolishly

Sunday it was around 44°F.  On our way back from Ellsworth, WI, we stopped briefly at Point Douglas Park on the Hastings, MN/Prescott, WI border.

What you're seeing is the St. Croix River just before it merges with the Mississippi River. The park (where I'm sitting at a picnic table and using a zoom lens) is a peninsula that squeezes the St. Croix through a narrow channel into the Mississippi.

This guy was ice fishing on the St. Croix,  right where the "squeezing" begins.  I'm guessing that's why the ice wasn't covered in snow like further back.  There were small patches of open water not far from him and a huge stretch of open water, out of frame, where some sane people were fishing from a boat.

Here's a wider angle shot.  The guy is the tiny black dot, smack-dab in the middle.

Bovinity

Farm humor.

Frangibility

Kinda reminds me a bit of my eyeball from the other day.