Riding my bike home one morning, around 7AM, I came upon this dude taking advantage of the late August moving day purge. This is the alleyway just west of Clark, and that's Duluth you see right there.  As of this writing, all that stuff is gone. But the dude is around. I see him every once in a while.

The other day while biking up Laval st. in the Plateau, I passed by this entirely charming reclamation of a treestump. It was obvious that someone had lovingly filled the hollow with black soil and planted this pretty array of flowers and plants. I liked it so much I had to take a picture. Usually I examine stumps very closely out of sheer curiousity. I like to count the rings and figure out how old a tree that big is. Sometimes they have graffiti carved into them. But this discovery was ...