"Too Many Barnacles Sink the Ship/Is this the New Civility?"

Pro-Walker I think. It's surprising how much interpretation the signs demand!

And here's another visually distinctive female sign-holder-up.


(Enlarge.)

You many say she's a dreamer, but she'll have you know that she is not the only one. The other side of the sign said "This is The Hour/We are the ones we've been waiting for/Hopi Elders." Hopey changey elders... I have heard of you. And I know you're not the only ones. But seriously, enough dreaming. There's a time for dreaming, and a time for waking up. And I'm saying that. Me, the Althouse-y elder.

A Tea Party composition, reframed and recolorized...

... with an emphasis on the color red.



(Here's the wider view in black and white.)

The bee finds its perfect place.

Reason for the late start to blogging this morning.

The Farmers Market. $45 spent on perhaps 12 items, including 2 different tomato purchases. And cheese curds, which we are now squeaking our way through at a State Street café, along with a second dose of coffee... and today's first dose of WiFi.

Wisconsin red.

Today, on State Street.