THE FRINGE IS BACK

 

After a couple of years of all or mostly virtual performances, the St. Louis Fringe Festival is back this week, all live, with 30-something shows.  There was a by-invitation warm-up last night with Fringe favorite Dawn Larsen. She is from the Missouri Ozarks, spent many years in the Nashville music scene and has a Ph.D. in theater and performance studies. Her songs got us ready for days of performances. The main events run Wednesday through Sunday. Locals, you owe it to yourself to check this out.         

MADELEINE MONDAY

So I took the kid to the zoo the other day to get her face out of screens. We have one of the best in the country. There is a walk-through area with life-size replicas of dinosaurs. The newer ones spit water at children passing by. There is one of those stick your face through a hole and take a picture boards. She's had her face painted with a Frozen motif and posed with her precious Lambie, given to her at birth by one of our colleagues and never far from her side.                    

NOTHING GOING ON

Again, looking down from the Three Sixty rooftop bar and restaurant. Downtown St. Louis hasn't worn particularly well since I first went to work there in 1974. The pandemic hit it hard. Office and storefront occupancy remain depressed. On a weekday evening when there is no sporting event or activity at the convention center this full-block garage looked nearly empty.           

ST. LUNATICS

Customers at the outdoor bar, Three Sixty, downtown St. Louis.        

THE GEOMETRY OF HEAVEN AND EARTH

The other edge of the same building in yesterday's post, again taken from Three Sixty. The moon rose as the sun set.       

THURSDAY ARCH SERIES

It's hard to come up with new images of the Arch after all these years but I had an opportunity yesterday evening. We have a nephew from Kansas in town on a job assignment. We took him to a restaurant and bar known as Three Sixty on the top of a downtown hotel. It's indoor/outdoor and there are views in every direction. It was an exceptional August evening here, not hot, not humid, and perfect for outdoor dining. A day-short-of-full moon rose in the east as the sun was setting. We will probably come back to that.    

WHEN YOU GOT NOTHING, YOU'VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE

So said Bob Dylan in the primordial times when I was young. I got no new material and have to wing it with what's on hand. Some days it's surprising how little spare time a retired person can have. This tiny, tiny bug spent the day on our front door. It couldn't be more than 2 or 3 mm long. The sharpness and depth of field was terribly difficult to catch shooting handheld, even with a macro lens. So, not the best image but a striking little creature. Diligent research by Mrs. C revealed that this is an ailanthus webworm moth, atteva aurea. The orange, black and white areas are folded wings.