Twilight wains as the lights of the Hennepin Avenue Bridge sparkle to life.
Irene Hixon Whitney Bridge in infrared from Loring Park.
It’s actually called the St. Anthony Falls Bridge, named for the falls just upriver from the bridge. The bridge is normally lit blue at night, but on this anniversary of 9/11, it was lit red, whit & blue. Kudos to Cheyenne for holding still for a 3 second exposure on a windy night.
Minneapolis Basilica from the Irene Hixon Whitney Bridge. Not sure what the creepy sticker is, but I liked the juxtaposition.
There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man. It is the middle ground between light and shadow and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. It is an area which we call Infrared Photography…
I don’t think the gang graffiti did this sign much harm. I absolutely love the weird oozing stains along the top of the pillars, who knows what did that.
This poor signal light has had a rough life; the piece of wire is all that’s holding it together…
Yesterday’s construction site, but with a panoramic view of the Mississippi.