All in Architecture
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A bicyclist ends the day watching the river flow from the boardwalk running along the Potomac River in Georgetown. Rosslyn, Virginia is lit by the setting sun. It doesn't get much better than this.
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I headed to Milwaukee to spend time with Jon during his annual trip home. Since his twin sister Pam was casting about in northern Wisconsin, we decided to meet at the Milwaukee Art Museum on a lovely summer day. We spent little time in the galleries, but walked the grounds and then to Harbor House for a 3-hour lunch (no martinis).
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Two days in New York, and one 120mm lens. That was the right lens this past weekend. Although there were short spells of blue skies, for the most part, the sky was white or middle gray. None of my landscape shots worked, which I knew would be the case, but when I am there, I gotta try anyway. Close ups were the order of the day.
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I thought Spring vacation season was over with, but I was wrong, very wrong. Packs of 8th graders were everywhere. They do not make room for other pedestrians. Ten abreast, they just push forward.
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It is impossible to spend 10 days in Paris traipsing through museums and not have some of the Impressionist works rub off on you. Or as Kaiman Wong says, "Bokeh."
Time to pack.
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Well, on our tenth day in Paris, Evelyn was difficult to roust from bed, but I eventually got her out the door. We climbed Notre Dame. Despite telling her that I did not need another photograph with her in it, she insisted on posing.
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The priority of the restaurant we ate this evening gave us a table that seats five. I asked why. She told me the restaurant would be empty tonight: Parisians don't like it when it is wet and cold. It had just started to drizzle, and when the sun goes down, the temperature really drops. Fortunately, a number of diners came in while we were eating, but the place was not packed. As we headed back to the Marais, the streets were noticeably empty unlike every other
