Happy Halloween....

...my a$$! Once in a while you see a little black cat that just looks MAD at the World; this was such a critter. The second it saw me and my d*** Nikon, it shot me an angry dirty look with broiling green eyes and stomped off in the other direction, under a gate and into the foliage. It was precious.

A Sculpture....

..on the grounds of the St. Louis Art Museum in St. Louis, MO. for Scenic Sunday. The thoughtful comments of visitors encouraged me to investigate further: it's made of stainless steel, it was commissioned by the Museum in 2004. The artist is Roxy Paine; it's called Placebo. I took the photo since the sun was shining brightly on the metal--the effect was lost in the photo, mostly. (Nikon-operator error, likely). The work is not, generally, my "type" of favorite art, but it prompted discussion.

A Grass Spider...

...a big one. Somewhere in the northwest quadrant of the photo. They are another of the funnel weavers, so they just sit tight and wait for meals to crawl across their web. Then, BAM! So they don't harm humans and mainly they are on outdoor variety. They are well camouflaged in their intended habitat.

Outside the Cafe in Hermann...

...socializing with a very well behaved and smiling Pit Bull and his young owners. A portrait for Camera Critters.

Corrugated Skies...

above Central Illinois a week or so ago; a lovely display for SkyWatch Friday ! It's a bit confusing, but they seem to be cirrocumulus clouds, a herald of fair weather (and we had some nice weather that weekend!)

One of the Little Cabins...

...to rent at the Steamboat Junction. We walked up a hill to a broad, sweeping ridge above the camp ground.
You could see the surrounding hills and stars at night.

OK, Something Artsey From the Farm....

...well, it used to be a farm. The Steamboat Junction B & B and Campground, near Bluffton MO was our home away from home! Aside from darling cabin houses that resembled "doll" farmhouses, several aging out buildings with weathered wood, the cleanest "port-a-potty" I've ever seen (ditto: the cute little shower cabin), the proprietrix vends on array of trail snacks and drinks to through-bikers on the Katy Trail. But how did the door handle get warped like that?