Something called the Century Plant is going to qualify as a relic today.
My friend Kristin had been sending me photos of the Agave Americana (known as the Century Plant) as it was growing in her family’s front yard on
St. George Island. When I went down for vacation I got to see it first hand. I couldn’t believe how tall it had grown.
It is definitely at least twenty + feet tall!
It was preparing to be in full bloom- and then it will die. I saw some other Century Plants on the island in different stages of their life cycle.
Kristin sent me these photos on the phone and said, “Wait until you come and see it in person.” She wasn’t kidding. I took some photos of it too.
How it starts. The mother plant sends out “pups”
I used a flash at sunset and it makes the buds look interesting.
A shot at night
Someone else’s Century Plant fell over.
Pilot John Gillespie Magee, Jr. wrote this sonnet three months before he was killed at age 19, when his Spitfire collided with another plane on 11 December 1941.
Today when I was flying home from Panama City Florida to Pittsburgh Pennsylvania (via Baltimore), I remembered we had to memorize and recite this poem in Mrs. Stewart’s Sixth Grade at Morris Plains Borough School 1963.
True, I wasn’t the pilot but man’s ability to fly is astounding to me.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hovering there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
First image shot with iPhone The rest shot with a Canon 50D
It was a great day to fly.
Above the fruited plain……..
Looking up into the skylight, I saw this very interesting sculpture during my layover enroute to Florida. It’s made with plastic SOLO cups.
I read there are three other skylight art installations but I am returning through Baltimore.
If you follow the blog, you know that Laura and Mary and I went to Punxsutawney PA February 2nd to see Phil the Groundhog predict six more weeks of winter!
Groundhog Day has always been a favorite holiday in my family. The celebration breaks up the winter and dreary February days.
It’s a holiday where no cards or gifts are necessary.
Last week on Spring Break, Mary and I took a short (12 mile) side trip to Woodstock Illinois where they filmed the movie Groundhog Day in 1993.
We drove around a bit, walked around the town square and had a nice coffee (see below). Mary is back in New York City and I am back in Pittsburgh now but wanted to share our quick visit to the scene of Groundhog Day movie, Woodstock, Illinois.
the town square
The Opera House served as the Pennsylvania Hotel in the movie
Groundhog Days are celebrated in February!
Mary found this place Ethereal Confections
The most delicious method of making coffee
Our server came out to the place we were sitting and brought us two samples of delicious chocolates, made on the premises
A highlight of our visit to Woodstock Illinois
Waited to capture the red light as it flashed on the plane wing. Took a few tries-
As I looked out the window, I thought a lot about a cool book my sister gave to the kids about Bernoulli’s PrincipleBernoulli’s principle
Aerodynamics is amazing to me.
Coney Island Signage found on a doorjamb (I love that word)- NYC Summer 2013
BTW, How’s your handwriting?
My sister went to Governor’s Island (in New York City) today.
Looked like a fun blog post in the making! She did just that! Thanks Mary. Her phone isn’t a smart one yet although I think it’s time to upgrade.
Fête Paradiso -Vintage French Carousel and Carnival Rides from the late 19th and early 20th century have been on display every weekend this summer, some to ride, some just to admire.
painted on tin
Thirteen Stars on the Flag
The city skyline as see from Governor’s Island
and there was an art fair going on as well
From Virginia to Ohio, through West Virginia in between. It’s a little more than 350 miles. Sunday afternoon and the holiday weekend travelers were on the highway. A tractor trailer had overturned and rolled through the median- you could see the jersey barrier broken up and then the missing guard rail along the other side of the highway.on Route 77- all traffic on the road was actually stopped for a time
Thunderstorms, lightning, magnificent clouds, sunlight behind clouds, wet pavement and teaming rain, then some bright sun for the weather report.
Shooting through glass is never ideal. I got to be in the passenger seat this trip. Good to be back in Ohio with the family, safe and sound.
Ravenswood Trailer Park
Ravenswood Bridge connecting West Virginia and Ohio a two lane cantilevered bridge
Driving Over the Ohio River on Ravenswood Bridge
Side of a truck trailer parked, taken through the driver’s side from the passenger seat
Clouds and smoke at dusk
Smokestack through the driver’s window
Nelsonville Ohio Information on the Hocking Valley Scenic Railway if you are thinking of taking an old fashioned train ride
We packed up the car and the van but before I opened the hatch I saw the sky reflection and caught it with the Handy iPhone.
Anna took this self portrait with the iPhone to show the double Rainier cherry she found.
We made a pit stop for rest rooms in West Virginia but did not eat Chester’s Chicken or McD. Love’s.
To be continued. It’s a seven hour car trip. Headed to bed. More tomorrow.