A reflection can be either a thought or an actual thing. I keep most of my reflections on things to myself (for the sake of sanity) but I do have a fascination with the reflections seen in mirrored and other glass. I love the way things get all wiggly and distorted, like this view of the back entrance of the old AT & SF train station, as seen in a nearby building.
The tip of the Gherkin rises out of the top of a smaller building, looking quite stumpy. The towering monument to commerce overlooking the scene looks as though it is ready to wobble into a massive pile of rubble.
This dark and gloomy view of Cheyenne Mountain results from the smoked glass on the building. The sky was actually overcast on that day, but it wasn’t this dull.
This is a more typical reflection of the beautiful blue skies and mountains. I had gone out to get the newspaper (yes, I read a physical newspaper as I am a dinosaur) when I noticed how glorious the sunshine and clouds were. If I was better at art speak blather I could go on and on about the inner meaning of the juxtaposition of the double images, but I’m not. So I’ll just say beauty is where you find it.
As my house is near a park/open space, there are a lot of deer that wander through the neighborhood enjoying the landscaping and hanging out. I have named a number of them, although I am not sure if they recognize their names. 🙂 Some I see only occasionally, and others I see more frequently. And these ones are my favorites, although I do love them all.
This is Rosa, who is the friendliest of the bunch. She came right up to me the other day when I was out fetching the newspaper. She just seems to like people. She had a reddish ear, so I decided her name must be Rosa.
This is Tamara, and she is quite easily spotted. She stopped by without her youngster for once (he must have been off learning how to be a stag). She has been coming by for the past three years at least. I’m not sure how she injured her leg, my veterinarian friend though that she might have been struck by a car. Her full name is Tamara the lame, but she still gets around and enjoys a full life.
This stag is the newest deer to be hanging around the house. From the shape of his antlers, I have decided that he must be Albert’s grandson (Albert used to sleep under the deck some years ago). He had obviously been fighting and lost an antler. He also has an injury to his right hock. I called the Department of Wildlife to see if they could patch him up, but they only euthanize injured animals (not an option). However, they did say that he could survive with only three legs, and that there are a number of three legged deer wandering about town. So I do make sure that he has plenty of water, and I am hoping that he makes a recovery as he seems to be rather nice for a stag.
My friend’s great-grandson stopped by one day and was excited to see the “cows”, so now he expects to see them every time. But they are on their own schedule, and I feel fortunate when I get a glimpse of them.
I get a number of invites to things, for this day I got an invite to tour our municipal power plant. The local real estate interests would love to close down the power plant as it is located where tourists might see it. What we will do for electricity (especially to power our electric cars of the future) remains unclear, but realtors would make lots and lots of money off the deal, they imagine. Anyway, I decided to take a peep at what goes on there. (Sorry but no pictures were allowed inside of the giant machines and such).
There has been a municipal power plant here for a long time. Under the nearby downtown area, there are tunnels for steam heat pipes, connecting a several block area. But they haven’t used this feature for a 100 years or so.
Of course it has been updated and expanded over the years and so we enter the facility through a more modern part of the plant. This turbine that sits out front, is from the unit that caught on fire last year (user error) and could double as a bit of art, for the art on the street program. 🙂
It is rather large to disguise from tourists, but it has a lovely graphic quality. Perhaps we could shine lights on the side of the building to help pretend that it is something else.
My proposal is to simply re-categorize it. When a friend’s grandson was small, he thought it was a cloud machine. Municipal cloud machine sounds so much more friendly, then it could stay where it is until 2035.
As I drive around town I often see the standard sort of thing common in any town (yes I’m talking about you Starbucks. And your ilk). But then again, in my wanderings I often come across things that are unique to here.
This particular piece of civic pride stirred up a major
shit storm controversy as soon as it was installed. A committee decided this would be a great idea, and without notifying anyone, stuck it in at this city park which gets thousands of visitors. They were forced to take it down within the week, but I did snap this photo before that happened (I did not think this would last, but you never know).
Even the cat eyeballing this skeleton though it was a little weird (I mean, what does a skeleton even need with toilet paper?).
This tiny bit of street art was back in it’s cubbyhole after being stolen. (Actually this is a replacement Kissing Camels, they never recovered the original.)
These hilarious leftist signs are located on the private, expensive college in town. I’m not sure how effective these are, as the students need to have large signs telling them: to use a crosswalk, push the button to stop traffic in a crosswalk and to look before they cross the street. All they need is the poster that says ‘Obey’ and they will be set to face life.
And then there are the deer, thick as fleas in some fancy neighborhoods in the foothills (there is just a small herd in my neighborhood). There is a proposal being floated about to shoot them dead in the streets. Which would be both unsporting (they are quite tame) and cruel and unusual. So I hope this never happens, but I guess we’ll have to wait and see.
And a Happy New Year to everyone from Godzilla, Pteri and Topsy.
Also Rosa sends her best wishes to all for a splendid 2018. She is looking forward to another year of destroying people’s expensive landscaping and she hopes the same for you. (She also hopes that they don’t allow hunting in town of these tame herds of deer).