Posts Tagged "found"


Spotted this out in the wild, and it had me laughing. Liz thinks the letters are someone’s initials, but I like imagining that someone is just really into Adobe Acrobat.


Elmo as Prometheus

As I was warming up, I spotted this strange sight: Elmo, on the top of a car, held down by ropes, on his back and facing the sun.

For a moment, he looked to be a Muppet Prometheus, waiting for his inevitable fate.


Found Elmo

We took a trek down 55th, around Nichols Park. And on the way home, spotted Elmo just kind of… hanging out. I’m still not quite sure what to make of this: whether he got here of his own volution, or if he’s been strung up here after some street toughs accosted him.


Frozen Encounter

I think that underneath all of this, there’s a fire hydrant that’s spewing a bit of water. Not a lot… just a little. Enough to coat the nearby tree, and cause this small public sculpture.


Visqueen, Upstairs Hall

It’s kind of a two-fold strategy: aim to stop working at 5PM, and shift gears to work on the house instead. It somewhat ensure we don’t overwork at our jobs, while at the same time prioritize our own house work. Any progress is still progress.


Forgotten Man

Noticed this small figure, sitting on some blocks near the driveway. I was a bit surprised at first, as it almost looked to me like a voodoo doll of some kind.


Dining Room, Fireplace Discovery

We’ve taken down so many walls, pulled up so many floors… there’s precious little left in this house that we haven’t touched or removed, in some way. And yet, somehow. Magically. This house still surprises us, even now.


Found Found Missing

After putting up these signs, did the people who found the missing pet come back to remove the signs? Did the original owners get in contact with them? Did anyone ever get in contact with them? Is the found pet now a new family pet?

So many questions. So little closure.



I was reminded of an old poem I wrote, a long time ago.

It made me think about technology, and how well those references hold up over the years. At the time, using a telephone line as a metaphor made a lot of sense. Fast forward a few short decades, and I’m not sure how well that resonates anymore.


Random, Hidden Figure

This is more appropriate for Instagram, but I’ve pulled back away from social media a lot these last few months. Also – having not really been outside or walking around in an age and a day… I seem to be seeing and noticing details more. Is that weird?