Paul and I got up relatively early and ventured downtown for a walk. Although we'd driven by the graffiti wall before, we'd never hopped out and walked along it--taking pictures.I found it fascinating.
Me at the Graffiti Wall. Chilly this morning; I was wearing a fleece cap and gloves, but then the weather warmed up.
Some great graffiti on a train, across from the wall.
From 2000?
Laclede's Landing--a little more deserted than it used to be. . . .
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| Who is the man in white? He's been doing this for a couple of years now, consistently. |
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| The river has been high. Sand gets up to an overlook. . . |
Not sure why the flags are at half mast. Perhaps because of the Boston Marathon bombing?
All the driftwood that traveled down the river during the past month's rains.
The head of the Clark statue, waving from the muddy depths, showing how high the river got this month.
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