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Edgar

Someone left this bouquet on the grave of Edgar Allen Poe in Baltimore. It was pure happenstance that it was lying there when I came along in 2018 to shoot in the cemetery. While there were many wonderful images from that shoot, this one sticks with me. I imagine Edgar would have approved.

Haunted

This is not a movie set or a drawing, but a lucky shot at Six Flags St. Louis. The lights gave this creepy ethereal glow to the image, and if you think this won't be a book cover or poster someday...

Gator Stare

This fellow was waiting for me at the National Aquarium in Baltimore in 2018, just sunning himself in the afternoon light. I have no idea if he thought I was tasty or not.

Empty Chairs

The Field of Empty Chairs stands in space left by the Murrah Building in Oklahoma City, destroyed by a domestic terrorist in 1995. The nine rows symbolize the nine floors, and each chair represents one of the 168 people killed in the bombing. The smaller chairs represent the 19 children killed in the blast. The space where the Murrah Building once stood is now a memorial to the victims, with a museum in the former newspaper building next door.

An aerial view of Kansas City as seen from the top of the World War I Memorial tower.
One of the fascinating rooftops of Kansas City.
Normally I wouldn't go for neon and architecture, but this was fantastic.
The terrace outside the World War I Memorial, as seen from the air.
The monument called it "The World War." When it was built, they could not imagine we'd begin numbering them.
Sauer Castle

Every city has a "haunted" house, and the Sauer Castle belongs to Kansas City. There's a full travelogue on my visit to Sauer Castle pending on patreon.com/edonald, along with the lore I gleaned from the internet and from the old man who spoke to me at the gate. Or did he?

Carlyle Farm Sunset

This farm near Carlyle, Illinois looked simply idyllic in the glow of the summer sunset as I was driving through rural Illinois. 

Chain of Rocks Sunset

I love shooting the Old Chain of Rocks Bridge. No matter how many times I'm there, I always get a different view. This sunset would not cooperate, but the silhouette of the old bridge's girders against the sky drew my attention

Elijah

This is the grave of Elijah Lovejoy, a martyr and hero to journalists. In the decades leading up to the Civil War, Lovejoy was an outspoken abolitionist who championed freedom in his newspaper. He moved from Missouri to Alton, Illinois in hopes of a more receptive audience, but twice they came for his press and threw it in the river. The third time, Lovejoy stood to defend it, and they killed him. Many called it the first battle of the Civil War. Today we remember him as one who spoke truth to the world, whether or not they wanted to hear it.

Athena's Smile

This lovely lady stood outside a bed and breakfast in southern Indiana where I stayed before a signing in Louisville, Ky. last year. She seemed to know something I don't. 

Pumpkin Patch

There are still places where you can tromp into a field and pick out your pumpkin off the ground. You might even find the Great Pumpkin there - I haven't seen him yet, but I've looked.

Hillside Motel

This abandoned roadside inn outside Kansas City caught my eye for reasons I simply couldn't fathom. It was closed but not unoccupied; it was clear squatters had been using it, and someone was trying to clean it out, with piles of personal belongings left out in the rain.

Fallen Fort

The fort replicating the temporary home of Lewis and Clark before their very long hike stands in Hartford, Ill. near the Mississippi River. The real fort is long gone, of course, and the exact location remains something of a historical controversy among locals. This replica stands on the grounds of the Lewis & Clark Interpretive Site, and recently held some damage due to storms. But at sunset, you can almost imagine it's 1804.

Possibly the most ethereal garden image I've ever taken. Spring is too fleeting here in the midwest.

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