Friday (I took the day off) it was noisy, noisy, noisy on our street. The smell of asphalt lingered in the air and the beep*beep*beep of large equipment driving backwards drove my little dogs into a frenzy. Well, the little black dog anyway. She jumped the fence SEVERAL times that day to explore, just when dog-squishing opportunities were at their most opportune. I went to Home Depot yesterday and bought chicken wire. Chris, the friendly guy in Building, made dog-proofing my fence seem possible. Update to come. Another view here.
Not the best angle I’m thinking. But I’ve been wanting to shoot this mural on the corner of S. Main and Franklin for the longest. Glad I finally got it. I wonder how old it is? Sitting in the car waiting for the light to change, I never noticed the tribute at the top: Dedicated to A.P. “Doc” Durham. Who was he? Anyone? Another view is here.
The above plaque — shaped like Anderson County! — memoralizes a landing made by Amelia Earhart on Nov. 14, 1931, at the original Anderson County Airport. Earhart was participating in a nation-wide tour promoting Beechnut products. (Advertising dollars at work.) The photo of Earhart and local Andersonians makes the plaque’s history more tangible. I like that the plaque is on a hill overlooking the ballfield. It was windy when I shot the pic — and standing there at the ridge gave me the feeling of flight. Another view here.
Fathers with children fascinate me. This pair is walking around the softball field during a game. I wonder what the son is saying to his dad? Anderson Civic Center.
STILL they push around red dirt! It’s amazing the mammoth quantity of it. Unfortunately they’ve also blocked off my walking path. *Sigh* Anderson Civic Center. Here‘s another pic of our walking path bisected by the cruel fence.
See that purse on the bottom right? I really wanted to buy that one! But I’m one of those people who carries a BAG not a purse and it just wouldn’t have held my kitchen sink. Some lucky person got it instead of me. 🙂
Last Saturday turned into a beautiful day — but the morning was quite chilly. More than just a few folks braved the early morning looking for good bargains. I imagine the lady above is checking for scratches on a potential purchase.
Jon, an Old North Anderson resident and very kind neighbor, shot the above bird this past weekend. Majestic, isn’t she? Also striking is the sound she makes — which allowed us to locate her in the highest part of a Magnolia. After Googling pics of Barn Owls, I have to say, “ours” is quite a beauty. Thanks so much, Jon, for sharing! (Another view is here at Jon’s Flickr account.)
I was tickled with this up-in-the-air shot, taken by April, a native Andersonian. Duke Power has been cutting and trimming on our street all week. After the limbs are cut into logs, another crew comes by to throw them all a wood chipper, reminding me morbidly of Fargo.
I saw this little line up at the Civic Center on Saturday and couldn’t leave it alone. I bet it was a kid. There were even lines in the dirt, as if the table wasn’t enough play space. 🙂