Monday, November 29, 2010

Apocalyptic

The weird angle of the lens and the hole in the clouds combined to make it look like a purple hologram was hurtling towards earth in this super-scary post for today!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Pfrom the Pfister

Milwaukee is one of the most under-rated and under-appreciated cities. Look at how cool this is!
Our big Lake Michigan looks kind of small here!
Fabulous building in the foreground. Apologies for the reflection in the glass. The Pfister Hotel does have a lovely view, doesn't it?

Here 9 Days ago, gone tomorrow

Pretty sky behind the tree with just a few leaves left. From Thursday, 11/18/10. Eventually I will get back on a regular schedule.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Hanging On

I post this mainly to show how long the leaves have held on. You can see in the archives that in the last two years, trees were bare about a week earlier than this. It's been very warm this fall.

Scattered light

An end-of-the-day shot, just as the sun was going down and creating those little pinkish clouds down low. From Thursday, 11/11/10.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The church bell chimed, 'til it rang 29 times

35 Years Today.



The Wreck of the Edmund
Fitzgerald

by Gordon Lightfoot

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

With a load of iron ore - 26,000 tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go it was bigger than most
With a crew and the Captain well seasoned.

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel
firms

When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ships bell rang
Could it be the North Wind they'd been feeling.

The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the Captain did, too,
T'was the witch of November come stealing.

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashing
When afternoon came it was freezing rain
In the face of a hurricane West Wind

When supper time came the old cook came on deck
Saying fellows it's too rough to feed ya
At 7PM a main hatchway caved in
He said fellas it's been good to know ya.

The Captain wired in he had water coming in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights went out of
sight

Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the words turn the minutes to hours
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish
Bay

If they'd fifteen more miles behind her.

They might have split up or they might have
capsized

They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the ruins of her ice water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams,
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.

And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral
The church bell chimed, 'til it rang 29 times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
Superior, they say, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early.
© 1976 Moose Music,
Inc.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Gathering Storm

Also from Thursday, 11/04/10.

Friday, November 5, 2010

HUGE


The sky seems enormous when it is so full of clouds. From Thursday, 11/04/10.

Luckiest People in the World

Not only do we get to live next to this incredible natural wonder.
We get to vote...
...next to it. Thanks to TPM for posting this photo.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Livestreaming

Just look at those beams of light streaming through the clouds. From this morning, first day of November. Amazing.