There is a parking lot on Water Street that, for years, held rusty vehicles and boats that didn’t look like they would float. Those are all gone now, hauled away this week.
Rush hour traffic isn’t what I’d call friendly for cyclists.
The dog was curious, walking right up and putting his nose on the front of the lens. It’s hard to get upset when he was so cute.
Somebody gets a present after Christmas.
When you live in a windy place, a wind powered sculpture does seem like a perpetual motion device.
So many places to go and things to do.
Sometime I make a photo just because I like the color.