I'm going to start by posting some photos from Telc, a nice little town in southern Bohemia, and then I'll get to the explanation of the title.
 

I was on a photo trip in the Czech Republic almost 7 years ago now when we stopped in Telc.  As you can see in the first image, many of the buildings are quite decorative and decorated.  Someone on the trip mentioned that, back in medieval times, it was quite common to have that sort of drawing and writing on buildings.  In fact, they said that this sort of decorative style was the origin of the word "grafitti".
 

But, that's not right.  It actually comes from a pottery process of scratching designs into pots, and was later applied to inscriptions and pictures done on walls that were seen in ancient sepulchres (examples of which are apparently visible in Pompeii).  So, that term and practice go back millenia.
 

Then I got to thinking.  I had heard that the word "story" (in reference to a floor of a building) originally came from a practice of writing stories or drawings on buildings.  Maybe this wasn't grafitti but a story.
 

But, that may not be right either.  I checked and there is no accepted origin of how building stories came to be called that (some say it derives from the same root as "history" and ties to the drawing of biblical pictures/stories on buildings; others thought it might be based on "stair"). 
 

It apparently was a medieval (14th century) practice to draw pictures and such on each floor of a building (so that part fits), but the term is older (12th century or older).
 

And thus endeth today's lesson in theoretical etymology.
 

This one is going to be my last Lake Calhoun set of photos for a bit (or until I get back out there).  I got these just over a week ago on one of the most glorious days of the year.
 

So there I was, ambling around Lake Calhoun, enjoying being outside and wondering if there would be anything new or different to shoot (or, even more of the same, meaning assorted birds).  The place was nice and crowded, with people doing all sorts of games/sports/etc., relaxing, enjoying the water.  So I stopped and tried to get some shots of the people with the city in the background.  None really special or worth posting, so I continued along the path.
 

And then I spotted someone levitating several feet in the air.
 

I stopped and looked for wires, but didn't see any.  So, I walked closer and, once there were no people obscuring the view, I could see what was going on.
 

If it's not clear, the strap is several feet off the ground, even with him standing on it.
 

Needless to say, I was intrigued, so I wandered over to get a better view and see whether it would be alright to take some shots (the answer to which, obviously, was "no problem").  Here are some more shots.
 

The gentleman's name is Jordan Below.  He told me that he does this as a form of meditation.  It is fascinating to watch, from walking to bounching to posing, to, for want of a better phrase, surfing (that's what the last couple of shots show, him swinging the strap from left to right while balancing in the middle).
 

He even offered to let me try.  The combination of jeans, camera, and feeling out of shape led me to decline.  I've regretted that ever since.  Maybe I'll run into him again sometime.
 

Continuing with shots from Lake Calhoun a couple of weeks ago...
 

I was walking around the lake and someone mentioned there was a bald eagle in a tree a bit farther along.  So, I kept walking and, when I got to the place indicated, saw nothing.  Continuing along another quarter mile or so, I found this one:
 

But, as you can see, it was hiding behind small branches.  And it didn't like me trying to get closer and flew off back the way I had come.
 

So, I turned around and sought to follow, presumably after it settled in somewhere.  I asked some people along the way, but they only said it had flown past.  Then, somone pointed out a pair circling high above.  I tried to get sme shots, but only managed some eagle dots.  At that point, I figured I'd just head back to the car and leave.  But, on the way, I came across this:
 

That's right.  A pair of bald eagles sitting on a tree over the path back to my car.  So, I settled in for the next hour trying to get some decent shots and hoping to capture a good image when they decided to leave.  That last hope was in vain (since they caught me unprepared), but I did manage to get a couple more shots I like.  Hope you do too.