PROCESSION

 

Citygarden, our downtown sculpture park, usually adds pumpkins to the art objects at this time of year. I swung by yesterday and didn’t find anything so I pulled this out of the archives. Fun with f stops.                  

JEWEL BOX

 

Out cruising for fall colors, an obvious stop is the Jewel Box in Forest Park, https://www.stlouis-mo.gov/government/departments/parks/parks/Jewel-Box.cfm/.  It is a large greenhouse in Art Deco style. The floral displays outside change with the season.                          

STRANGE PUMPKINS

 

Again at the farmers market. I don’t know if these are edible or merely decorative. But a pumpkin ain’t nothing but a squash.             

SKELETON

 

When I was of trick-or-treating age, ca. 1959-1962, it was just about sugar. No store-bought costumes, not even masks. We would wear crummy old clothes and color our faces with sidewalk chalk. And no plastic baskets, Pillow cases were more efficient. We would ring doorbell after doorbell in our Queens street of six-story, between the wars apartment buildings. No front door security ring-ins then. We made out pretty well.

Of course, it’s all different now. I don’t know what small children make of all these images of death and dismemberment, but I suspect they are completely desensitized. This was the scene at a Saturday farmers market a town or two over from the suburb where we live.          

I DON’T LIKE SNAKES

 

Traipsing along after my granddaughter and her friend at the zoo, I was surprised how interested they were in the residents of the reptile house. I think this is a boa constrictor but I wasn’t making notes. It looks indolent to me but with a very bad attitude. Ellie has no fear of picking up a well-fed boa. On the other hand, she told me  recently that she was afraid of bananas but was unable to explain. Maybe she was pranking me.              

BOO AT THE ZOO

The granddaughter has a five day weekend-fall break so we went to the zoo yesterday with her bestie. Halloween, being wildly commercialized these days, gives rise to all sorts of events. Displays like this are all over the place and the zoo is open evenings with spooky lights and fog machines.

UNION PACIFIC

 

Looking up from the field where Artica takes place, a viewer is confronted by one of the many freight trains crossing the Mississippi into St. Louis. Note the man in the yellow tee shirt riding in the front. Exciting or scary?