Thursday, November 15, 2012

Even at noon, the shadows are long

Crisp, russet riches drift against every fence and burrow into the corners...the season of strolls winds down...



...soon the park stairways will be blocked off, so that the Park Board doesn't have to shovel them or keep them clear of ice. Or because of potential lawsuits. But these token barriers are easily got around (since I'm 5-foot-1, I usually crawl under). 








The eatery in the park building, where we, and the rest of Minneapolis, load up on clam fries, crab cakes and craft beer on smiling summer days, is closed...



...the benches are mostly empty...


...the sun is low in the sky...


...and the shadows stretch long.









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