Hello and greetings from deep within enemy territory. Shhh, there are cheeseheads all around me as I type this…
I’m taking a moment from my trip to visit friends and family in America’s Dairyland to post a few pictures and launch another of my little Friday open threads.
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We’ve still got another week to go. Things have not exactly gone according to plan and I’ve taken far fewer pictures than I usually do— but I just bought a new sketchbook, so there should be some sketchiness. It’s a strange feeling for me to come back to this part of the world where I lived 25 years ago. Visited with a few old friends, but nobody seems to remember to take any pictures of these historic occasions. Strange how my concept of time fills with contradictions as I get older. Seeing old friends across a gap of decades that collapses as we talk and watching the gulf of time open at my feet as I walk down a street that has become only a familiar name.
Thanks for stopping by.
This is an open thread.