Here's another view of the shore, looking north, from the beach at Frostwoods Park.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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Thursday, October 09, 2008
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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Sunday, September 07, 2008
Monona's Sylvan Shores
I took a walk this morning to see if I could find out who was playing their stereo loud enough to wake me at six-thirty. I ended up on the shore of Lake Monona at Frostwoods Park, where the sun was just beginning to shine down on this idyllic early-morning scene. This is what they pay the big bucks to wake up to.
All the noise, by the way, was coming from the Monona Terrace, where the Iron Man was getting underway. From the opposite shore of the lake I could just make out a couple thousand people teeming across the terrace. The near-calm on the lake must have been perfect for carrying the sound all the way to Monona, five miles away, where I could clearly hear the announcer and the background music.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Say It Ain't So!
"Is that tree turning already?" I asked My Darling B as we sipped our java on the sofa this morning. "That can't be right."
B's been telling me over and over again how Fall is coming early this year. "It's the cool nights," she says. If that's so, this tree's in for one hell of a shock when the Dog Days of August bring ninety-degree weather this week.
I snapped a photo of this same tree when it began turning last year -- on September 9th, three weeks from today.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Why?
Zooey Deschanel and Matt Ward put on a great show at the Barrymore last night, but this is the second show I've been to at this venue where a singer with a phenomenal voice was lost in the instrumentals because the sound man couldn't find the right balance. I'm sure the rest of the band's talented, but why even bother to give Zooey a microphone if you're not going to let us hear her?
The same thing happened when Suzanne Vega came to town. When she sang a capella or accompanied herself on acoustic guitar the show was magical, but when the rest of the band came out the sound man cranked up the volume until Suzanne's voice was so distant she might as well have been in Chicago.
And I'm not necessarily blaming the Barrymore. For all I know, the bands bring their own sound engineers. The Leo Kottke / Leon Redbone show was possibly the most enjoyable concert experience I've ever had, so I know it can be done. To the other guys: Louder is not better.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
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