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To whet your appetite, here is the best photo featured in the calendar. It's the cover shot and also the main picture for September, taken on the Tracy Avenue Bridge over 9 Mile Creek in Edina.
Little did I know the art was actually a scream for help for the year. Even though 2020 delivered an insane amount of God awfulness, it did get me into the parks with my kids, giving me the chance to get better at photography and editing.
The aftermath of the George Floyd uprising also demanded I, like many others, become witness. It should be remembered almost everyone who has been arrested for the uprising was with far right racist groups, most of whom were not from Minneapolis/St. Paul.
Another interesting shot was from over by the old portion of Fort Snelling, fight next to the airport.
I caught that one just right. Most of the rest of the best photos not in the calendar were nature photos. I love taking pictures of flowers. All of these images were taken at various locations around the metro.
I took this next image on the Iron Range, and I love it. It is not out of focus, but it looks like it is. I think that's why I decided not to include it in the calendar.
And speaking of head shots, this is the one I used in the calendar itself.
And this is the one I didn't use, because I actually took it in January before the shutdowns and nastiness. I felt it would not be right for the calendar.
Finally, here is the best photo I took last year. This was my son's final game playing baseball. I loved watching him play. He was really a great player and hit tons of homers. He'd always shoot me a side eye whenever he did something good on the field. Baseball brought my son and I together, and hence it was sad to see it end. For his final evening, the sunset put on a show.