Wingspan

 The wingspan of a heron, to me, seems really large. In relation to its body it is very long, large– whatever adjective fits. I have some more images of this same heron taken moments before lift off. I was stalking this heron, as they are very shy, along a spot on the Duwamish River a few days ago. Finally, I guess he/she thought I was being a nuisance hiding behind tall grass making a clicking noise ( camera ). I will post some those images in the coming days.

Note: I pressed the limits of my 70-200mm lens on these images so some of the detail is less than stellar.

 

Starbucks Corporate Headquarters

The company New Yorkers ( and others ) love to hate. This building was built in the early 20th century by Sears, Roebuck & Co. I worked in this building for 17 years ( 1970-1988).

 

Crossing the Interurban

This little guy was crossing the trail amidst the bicycle traffic, etc. We decided to stand guard until he was safe on the other side of the trail. One bicyclist actually did stop and help us redirect traffic while the salamander made his journey across the trail.

Midweek Graffiti Posting

 

Nothing like a spot of graffiti to spark the midweek doldrums.“Peace, have a good day”. I keep thinking that one day I will run across a bit of wisdom displayed in someone’s well thought out graffiti or street art. Not something as vague as: ” the end is near’. But, rather, just a tidbit of something that shows me some insight and mental prowess; something I can take with me to ponder over. So far,

no such luck.

I’ll be looking, though. I don’t understand the “3.7” in the first image. I would understand: 3.14, pi as a universally understood mathematical statement, but……3.7?

 

Kaos and more from the Interurban

The rollerblader reminded me of a song by Dire Straits, with a title something like “Skateaway”. Seeing all of those bucket lifts in one place reminded me of the herding instinct. I guess it makes good advertising sense to leave them in a position that can be seen from a distance.

What would……

What would a nature trail be without high tension power lines? The Interurban Trail probably started out as a maintenance road for the power company and morphed, over time, into something the public could use.