Another Trip Downtown checking out the tower cranes going up again. There are many.

The  first two images were at Carpenter Park in Downtown Dallas with the last image made from the West End Transit Center

The number of tower cranes going up and that are up already covers the urban center from east to west and I haven't even been paying attention to Uptown following their many additions within the past three years. 

The urban parks are all amazing to find in a high urban area. It's like an Oasis from asphalt and concrete. Klyde Warren Park, the 5.2 acre deck over the Woodall Rodgers Freeway just got another grant from the Dept. of Transportation, delivered by the Secretary himself to add even more deck onto the park.

Main Street Park across  from the Statler Hotel is active with more green space, trees, plants, and quiet areas to bench set and read, study or just relax. The UNT system law school is  part of the architecture and the old Municipal Building that has had a massive face lift to its carvings cleaned and even more impressive than before. But, Carpenter Park has shown the most increase trees, flowers. It also has benches that wind their way thoughout with a full scale dog park, basketball court and the East Transit Center. Bus 45 will take you through the downtown to Union Station where you can catch the light rails both north and south, to DFW Terminal  A. The second commuter rail to Terminal B is under construction to North Garland. 

This image is across from the Main Street Park

 The TRE is a commuter train that runs between downtown and Ft. Worth daily except Sundays from Union Station. And while there, you can take the trolley to the Bishop Arts District in Oak Cliff  or use the tunner to go up into Reunion Tower's deck for open air 360° views. 

Having said all that, growth has been so unbelievable since I return to Dallas.  What really is exciting to see is the forward motion to bring back trees and gardens to the Urban Heat Island that was created in the years past with nothing but asphalt and cement. That island holds heat and is several degrees warmer than surrounding areas. That heat island effect also steers storms around it and adds to the summer drought development. So, to see that changing is a big plus in my book.

Three Days of Flooding Rains had me climbing the walls

........since I have been walking 50+  miles a month. Being inside for 72 hours was killing my muscles in my legs....they wanted to be walking. So, when the sky was blue yesterday morning, the decision was already made, it was get out of the cabin and leave the fever behind for the afternoon. Dallas got three months of rain in one day and the Piney Woods of East Texas  picked up a total of 14-inches.

Almost immediately, I felt a bit of weakness in the legs as I started out. When that happens, I slow down my pace a bit but keep on trucking forward. By the time I had made the bus stop, that weak feeling was gone already. Arriving at the train station, I didn't even get off the bus. The next stop was about a 40-minute ride and I just enjoyed sitting back and looking at what the rains had left behind. That evening, on the news, there was an aerial view of White Rock Dam and the greater spillway. I started noticing a long time ago that when flooding rains come and the runoff ends up in our streams and lakes, that the bottles floating all had caps on them. There was sometimes as much as half a bottle of water trapped. I even made a few pollution related images to help being awareness tot the problem(s).

Back at the transit station and still testing out my legs, walking a large scale block was the test that I needed to see how much strength was available. There is a nearby suburban airport and the business jets and aviation school were in  full active mode. Finding a  shady spot, my folding stool came out of my pull cart along with the camera. Within seconds, planes were right in front of me having just become airborne. I love those moments of liftoffs and the reverse when the tires paint rubber on the runways as smoke rises from the wheels. 

It's been nearly three years since I have been to Founders Plaza at DFW. It was a spot I enjoyed spending an afternoon as the heavies came in on the two 18's. I have a shot from   those times when the Qantas A-360 double deck ended it's 15 hour flight from Australia to DFW and the tire carriage on that baby produced smoke like none other. It painted the 18L with a lot of rubber when those massive wheels hit the runway. Without my car, I could take a ride share out there, I suppose, but with no shelter should a storm come up, my cardiologist would be screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Weather has become a first check before I go out walking. Don' t want to get trapped in the open in a lightening storm. Blowing a fuse would be no good.  

                 

And the Darkness Came and Went in 4 minutes and 23 seconds. So Cool.

 Waiting for the day to come has been since I was 14 and my grandmother told me about her mother (my great grand mother) telling her about the total eclipse that she saw in the exact path of totality that she had seen it occur. Today. I fulfilled that long expected day for myself. 

In fact, where I was watching it occur was with staff and students at a nearby college. Even saw the solar flare that was shot toward the earth. It was like looking at the  flashlight on my phone. So cool. There was a horn when it was safe to look at the time of totality.

This day was for me. The only picture that I took was afterwards at a bus stop as a field of bluebonnets were in bloom. On the way home, I stopped to pick up some extra milk and a few quick things for dinner because of the severe weather alert for the next two days that we are already under until Thursday. 

Louisiana One

Tom Braniff would be so proud of SWA for painting their planes. Tom and his brother had one of the most colorful airlines in aviation history. Ironically, he died in a plane crash in Louisiana.

A DJ spins records in a pre-eclipse party at Dallas' Main Street Park 

Since it's reopening, activity is non-stop. Back in the day, Frank Sinatra played at the Statler and stayed there several times.

The park was full with vendor tents, music, food trucks, surrounded by historic architecture and high rises, and the UNT System. While Klyde Warren Park may be more A-list, my preference runs with Main Street Park. It just seems more homey than the other that just got  another grant from the Department of Transportation to add another stretch over the Woodall Rodgers Epressway to it's current 5-acre deck park. 

Hit 86° F for the second time this year. First Time was in February. Then~~~~

the spring weather was just so nice, I was out of the house before 10 AM. It was delightful and there were times when I normally would be walking looking for something unique to shoot,

 it was just not meant to be and I found a spot and just enjoyed being outside in a beautiful spring day. 

But, nothing last forever so it was kind of hard to get my motors going again. Kind of like an old lawn mower where you pull and pull on the cord trying to get the motor to start. Once up, moving became normal again and the projects assigned for the day began to take shape once more. 

Most of the times, shooting happens in strings of good and bad, At the end of the day, the best of the lot makes me  happy. Sometimes, however, there is that serendipitous moment when something catches you by surprise and you just know that the shot of the day happened. This afternoon was one of those times. While at the train station waiting to head home, there was enough time to make one final walk around the couple of blocks adjacent to the station. Nearly completing the walk, I saw a bluejay fly into a tree. My eyes focused on where he was and with the leaves out, my head was bobbing back and forth looking for him as he moved between the branches. Then, he flew off. Looking at my watch, time was getting close to be back on the platform when I started to make one final look before packing the camera away into  my cart, when staring me in the eyes was that serendipitous surprise of the day---an albino red squirrel. 

Since I had only bought a midday pass today  (which ended at 2:30) my timing was perfect, making the train and then my connecting bus getting me home before having to purchase another pass.

Since May 23rd is National Turtle Day, I could not pass up adding turtles to my collection of dime store pets gone rogue.

March Saw 135,468 Steps,57.72 Miles with a Burn of 5,569.9 calories------

and that ain't all! A discovery was made that will amplify our work soon. It's been right under our noses for sometime and trying to figure out why it had not been discovered sooner is still at large. Having said that, Praise God from whom all blessing flow. 

Easter Sunday was spent walking the Arts District. The Deck park created over Texas Spur 366 aka Woodall Rodgers Expressway, was an instant success in re-joining Uptown with downtown after the expressway split the two districts years ago. Not only has it been a very large success story, it has grown in acreage to 5.2 total with the dog park moving across the street on the downtown side and increased in size. The place was packed with people.The splash pools were running and toddlers were having a blast. Tweeners  and Teens were on the ping pong tables and fooseball tables, while others were getting shots of families, kids or grandparents at the Easter Egg Photo Op area and the other areas were well filled with humanoids.

The food trucks were anchored in on site and were busy. I even found time to have a "bird dog" at Fletcher's Corny Dog Truck. My second purchase this year. After leaving there, I walked up the hill into downtown and got the bus stop at Ross Avenue. I had hoped to hear the bells ring out the hours  but had suspected that they would be quiet between Good Friday until Easter. Never heard them ring this time for what ever reason. The bell tower's tiers of small to large bells echo's throughout the area when they do ring and I miss hearing them. Karl Haas' Adventures in Good Music that I enjoyed at WJR-Detroit for years had recorded church bells rings throughout Europe and in the States. It was an annual playing if memory serves me correctly over the years. Just the peeling of the bells have a melody of their own and it is a sound that I totally enjoy.

Just the day before, I spent some time at the AAC watching the people mull around hours before the NCAA Southern Division Play off on the road to the final four. The winds were sustained at 25 MPH with gust at 45

                       Dallas Star Hockey Franchise owns the Registered Trademark of the flag

 
MPH. An unwritten rule of photography concerning the shooting of flags is never shoot them when the wind isn't blowing. It was hoped that some shots of the Mike Madonna statue recently unveiled on St. Patrick's Day of the Dallas Stars Hockey Franchise and also had hoped to get a shot of Dirk's street renamed for him as a Maverick Franchise key player. Albeit the winds were just to strong. I was even pushing me forward and backwards and several times between the train station up the plaza to the AAC my cart was pushed forward and at one time was pulling me with it.

And People Wonder Why These Signs Are Being Put Up.

 Well,  it is the fact that the Coyote is being run out of his native territories by mass population grown. The Green Belts where most have managed to find home just keeps getting pressed until they have to take to the road, figuratively speaking. Up North, in formerly fields and woodlands, are now being cleared by miles, not just acres any longer. The Coyote is being forced South into the parks and open greenbelts in the Metroplex that leads to the Great Trinity Forest, some 6,000 acres of prime hardwood forest in the watershed of the Trinity River System. 

With increased building of highways, rail systems, new parks and recreation areas, the margin between the 20-miles to the Great Trinity Forest has narrowed even more in the past few years since AT&T built the trail network, the PGA Golf Course that was a temporary home to the Byron Nelson a few years back--- and the Horse Park just across the highway in far South Dallas strained even that area.  Frankly, I have walked part of the trail and realized about half-way into my three miles traveled at that point, that I should turn around and head back. Although, Dallas Police Bike Patrols do ride that part of the trails, getting help if needed would be worry-some at best.

Each of these images indicate a factor that is pushing the Coyote into the neighborhoods.

Why Chase A Drunk Elephant, you Generation Alphas

 ~~~"your parents have already destroyed the department stores, housing market and the sacred institution of marriage.'' (article: L.A. Times, Sharp, 03/22/2024. And if you follow that up with the recent Pew Research on social media use with Alphas etc.) you will find that You Tube  rules and Instagram and Facebook's Meta, is in the cellar. Maybe, the kids are not as dumb as they seem to some, being a group of the most educated in history. One can overlook that they can't read as they enter puberty when you understand that Anderson-Byrd, director of the California Reading & Literature Project says,"There's a lot of blame being placed on these babies when it's the adults selling the narrative."

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