Celebrating our second Independence Day in St. Louis was even more fun than last year’s. This year we threw a little barbecue in our new (and still mostly empty) loft studio then walked down to the Arch to watch the fireworks. Last year we stayed outside the crowd and watched from the north side of the arch at a bar while drinking some beers. This year we dove straight into the madness in front of the Arch with our cargo pants pockets stuffed with PBR. The view was definitely better from the front, no question. Here are a few shots from my vantage point just west of Memorial Drive. I particularly love the one in the middle, of the toddler trying to clamp his hands over his ears without letting go of his LED sparkly sword.
I’ve been walking to work for the past couple of months (excluding the very snowy days) and have been loving it. In addition to getting about four miles of additional exercise each day, it offers me a chance to wake up and spend some time in the sunlight before cloistering myself into my cube each day. In case it’s not obvious by my Twitter feed there isn’t a lot of work these days so my cube time is starting to weigh on me. Needs fixing, thats for sure.
Walking to work also gives me a chance to shoot (when it’s not too cold). I generally don’t get out my SLR when I’m walking to work, but I use my iPhone a lot. I am loving this shot that I took this morning a scant 25 yards from my front door.
I love love love the visual of a blurred cab driving by. Not sure why exactly, maybe just my love of this city.