PANDEMIC IN SPRINGTINE - FIGURE STUDY

Ellie and I passed by this young man as we were leaving Art Hill and returning to the car. He had been running wind sprints all the way up the hill, trotting back to the bottom and then doing it again, over and over. It looked exhausting. At some point he had enough and looked like he needed to attend to his feet. The pose had a bit of the feel of a Greco-Roman athlete so I edited the image with that in mind.    

PANDEMIC IN SPRINGTIME - FRESH AIR AND EXERCISE

We've been going for walks in Forest Park and it's clear that some of the community really has cabin fever. The young women in the top picture were posing for a friend so I just grabbed the opportunity. Nobody minded but it occurred to me that I couldn't do this when I was 20.

The second photo brings back a memory. If any of you are old and weird enough, you might remember the bit of 70's way-out-there comedy from the Firesign Theatre, High School Madness. Porgy and his pal Mudhead are about to graduate from Morse Science High School. Jughead asks about his friend's plans for the future. Porgy exclaims,"I'm gonna cut the soles off my shoes, sit in a tree and learn to play the flute!" Sounds good to me.

Note the lack of distancing, though.              

PANDEMIC IN SPRINGTIME - TULIPS, TWO WAYS

Each flank of Art Hill has a terrace overlooking the sides of the Grand Basin. This year the edges were planted with a riot of crimson tulips. A photographer could find many ways to look at them.  These are just two. It has turned into a glorious springtime week, making it hard to stay inside. I have to go to my office today to work on final details of our stimulus loan application (it's allowed).                

MADELEINE MONDAY

 

A local writer and historian, Carolyn Mueller, recently published a book called Forest Park: A Walk through History. It describes eight walking tours through our city's gem, substantially bigger than Golden Gate Park in San Francisco or Central Park in New York. Since it is open for exercise, we took Ellie there last week for a stroll on one of the routes.

She was fascinated by blowing dandelions apart but worried about what would happen if one of the puffs floated into her mouth. We were more concerned about her refusal to stop rolling down Art Hill on her side. It's pretty darn big. 

PANDEMIC IN SPRINGTIME - STyLe

This explosion of color is a little farther west on Cherokee Street. It's a store called STyLe, or, if you prefer, St. Louis Style, https://bit.ly/2VF7JGD . It is the place to go to get local-themed clothing, hats, mugs and almost anything you can think of. And if the don't have it, they will make it for you.It's closed now, of course, but you can order online.