Monday, October 12, 2026
Sewing Dorothy's Dress
Reserving this spot for a picture with Georgie wearing the dress.
Tuesday, September 8, 2026
Missing FOB Daugher#1
Wednesday, August 12, 2026
Chalk Bombed!
Tuesday, July 7, 2026
"Too young to be a hippie, but raised in the heart of the hippie era."
Wednesday, June 24, 2026
Happy Birthday America!
Thursday, June 11, 2026
The Ultimate Baby
Monday, April 6, 2026
Friday, March 27, 2026
Deep Dive
Thursday, March 19, 2026
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Monday, March 16, 2026
Wednesday, March 4, 2026
Thank you
Monday, March 2, 2026
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Saturday, February 21, 2026
Lisa's photo adventures - stumbled upon this
Tuesday, February 17, 2026
Witness My Own Life
Monday, February 16, 2026
I'm Ready for Winter's End
Wednesday, November 19, 2025
How will this turn out?
Wednesday, August 27, 2025
Tuesday, May 13, 2025
Sign of all Time
Sign of All Time
Moving to Richfield in 1995 was an exciting time for me. I had always thought of Richfield as a great place to raise a family. Back then, the city was just beginning to show signs of Minneapolis blight creeping in, but for the most part, it still felt like a nostalgic slice of what America used to be. There was a locally owned hardware store and countless mom-and-pop shops.
I remember one sign on Lyndale near 77th that I always noticed—a real “sign of times past.” Every time I passed it, I’d check to make sure it was still there, knowing it was only a matter of time before it disappeared. For 24 years, I kept telling myself, Lisa, you’ve got to get a picture of that!
Recently, while walking to the car dealer from work, my route took me down Lyndale. As I approached the sign, I said to myself, Today’s the day!








