Ruins on the Mississippi

Yesterday, J and I took a late afternoon cruise up the Mississippi and come upon one of my favorite rusty hulks. I suspect this old dredger was used to excavate the holding ponds for the Minneapolis water works (located up on the hill where you can see that little dash of blue sky on the photo at the bottom).

I like the way that lush greenery that has popped up in an area that was underwater not long ago. It's like a blast of spring in the middle of the summer.

The "Fuck You" sentiment isn't entirely original but I think the setting gives it some umph.

To the left, J cleans up after learning that Mississippi muck, deep and dark, can swallow your shoe. She had to root around to exhume it.