The Murphy-Cam Project

Tag: Photographs of Cincinnati

Land Beneath The Bridge
January 24, 2019

Another image from our pilgrimage, this hearty sprig in winter’s blanket adds a pop of color to the bleak landscape. Dressed in a coat of green, Murphy,  prances gaily through the drifting snow, and is once again disappointed by the absence of his friend. When last they met, Fauntleroy, bedecked in crimson housecoat and slippers, surveyed his wondrous home in the Land Beneath the Bridge. No Billy Goats here. It is a pleasant place, if a bit noisy,...

Wherefore Art Thou Fauntleroy?
January 21, 2019

It is a cold day for man or beast in Cincinnati, but go out we must. It also has been a long while since Murphy has seen his friend, causing him to shout "Wherefore art thou Fauntleroy?" But it is too cold for Fauntleroy to come out and play. Mrs. Mouse, Fauntleroy's mother, has warned him about associating with the likes of Schnauzer's, as they are prone to fits of compulsive behavior. It is hard to argue with Mrs. Mouses logic here, as I have...

Snow Cone Water Fountain
January 16, 2019

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, dressed in Murphy-Cam style... it's no longer Christmas time in the city, but looks like it could be. This Snow Cone Water Fountain caught my eye. The water is turned off on these for the season, but that didn't stop Mother Nature from filling her up. This was one of the sights on our snowy adventure. We hope it ads interest to your day, and wish you a happy...

A Blustery Day On The River
January 13, 2019

The Holiday's have come and gone, and it's finally beginning to look a lot like Christmas. It was a Blustery Day on the River, and Murphy spent most of our walk sticking his snout deep in the snow. What he was after I never found out, nor did he, as far as I could tell. Once Murphy found a friend I have named Fauntleroy. It is a small gray field mouse. The look of exhilaration is comical when Murphy frantically sniffs for his buddy, who scurries...

Mid-Winter Cincinnati Sunset
January 9, 2019

Bleak Mid-Winter Cincinnati Sunset? I think not! A blustery evening, though hardly the hundred acre wood. I find myself, standing on the balcony, gazing slack jawed at the scene before me. Motorists winding their way home from a long day, amidst the golden orange hues of an early January sunset. Murphy says to bundle up campers cause it's cold out there. I am working on my talk and book signing coming up at Joseph Beth Rookwood January 29th 7p. It...

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