What a beauty!
The last time I photographed the sculpture garden in 2012.
A couple of snapshots from a wonderful family event.
Our urban block is either demolished or abandoned.
This morning as I was picking up trash on the block I ran across this. The marketing of laughing gas as erotic whip it was as disturbing as the creepy folks who litter, god only knows what may have been in the tin foil?
I am constantly seduced by chocolate but was reminded yesterday that local honey is the cure for my slow burn of inflammation from Spring pollen.
DiPasquale Bronze Cow ; circa 1997 : private collection
I finally fixed the glitch in photo of Paul with Neptune from years back.