Thursday, October 26, 2006

The Art of Milwaukee

One of the benefits of having a daughter attending school at Marquette University is the frequency with which I get to visit one of the really coolest cities in the midwest, Milwaukee. OK, the state get a lot of crap from people in northern Illinois but Milwaukee is a real treasure. One of my favorite spots is the Milwaukee Art Museum. Designed by Santiago Calatrava, the building alone is worth the visit. The avian-like structure literally soars out over Lake Michigan and provides inspiration like few public structures today ever do.


My latest visit occurred on one of those brilliant fall days when the skies were bluer than blue and the light was just a photographers dream. Unfortunately the many people were inside the building making some of the shots I wanted to take inside difficult if not impossible. But the outside shots were spectacular.

City by the Bay Part II--Up North

The week I spent in San Francisco included two days of side trips to very special places, Sonoma and Stinson Beach. The last week of July temperatures reached record levels in northern California. Although San Francisco was hot compared to its normal temps we didn't experience the extremes so much until driving north to Sonoma where it topped out at a little over 100 degrees. Although it was a "dry heat," it was still very warm.


The time in Sonoma was short with only time for a couple of good wineries, a great restaurant, and the Tuesday evening market on the square. Fresh foods, fruits and vegetables abounded along with friendly people and music. The hot and dry weather had produced an abundant crop of rattlesnakes and there were signs posted along the trails at the wineries to be cautious. I guess I didn't take them as seriously as I should have until the following morning when I saw a fellow in high leather boots walking the grounds outside the Ravenswood Winery with an extension pole and a bag looking for errant rattlers. A brief conversation assured me that indeed one should be cautions. But by then we were headed back toward the ocean and cooler temps.


A careful walk through the vinyard was something I had to do, snakes or not. I got up close to some of the grape clusters and took a few pictures. This is one I like a lot.


And finally on to Stinson Beach, a small place that is almost unnoticed. There is a daunting 10 mile drive on some very "interesting" stretches of Highway 1 but I assure you that it was worth the drive. There was a spot or two where the road had washed away but we managed to avoid those spots and find our way to the Stinson Beach Motel. The cool temps and heavy fogs were a sharp contrast to the heat of the interior lands. I love this little town and hope to return someday.