Freestyle Boulevards

On summer mornings, I walk early. Sun filters through shade trees and the humid air is soft. A light breeze stirs as I circle the neighborhood enjoying the assortment of landscaping styles. In Minneapolis, the boulevard next to the street is often the focus for self-expression. 

Tidy mown boulevards are uncommon

With native plants, nature takes its course 

An offering of gentle inspiration

When it comes to gardens, more is more

Lost the plot—sometimes the vision gives way to busy reality

Bone box—a welcoming community

Nature put it there and Nature can take it away (because I’m not gonna)

Fostering connection

Be how you are

Comments

8 responses to “Freestyle Boulevards”

  1. Bev Avatar
    Bev

    Thx for sharing. Made me more aware of the blvds in my hood, many of which I pass with barely a notice.

    1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

      I take a lot of early morning walks and have really noticed how varied the blvds are. Thanks for commenting 😁

  2. cnokes13@gmail.com Avatar
    cnokes13@gmail.com

    Enjoyed this creativity!

  3. Pam Avatar
    Pam

    Sweet! I picture your neighborhood and recall the walks we’ve taken there. The photos show just how interesting and welcoming the area is. Love it!

    1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

      Lots of personality!

  4. Eliza Waters Avatar

    Cool neighborhood. I esp. like the bone box and water pail 🥰

    1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

      Although we no longer have a dog, I really like the idea and the sense of community it inspires.

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