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For My Son on Father’s Day

Last year my Father’s Day post was honoring my father and this year I am honoring my son who is a wonderful father (along with Erika their wonderful mom)  to the four children pictured-  Anna, Michael, Jack (John) and Maura.

Murphy is an important part of clan so while I watched the kids tonight and we were playing in the back yard I tried to get a shot of each of them for the Father’s Day post, the 1000th post!

Happy Father’s Day Mark!.  love, Mom

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Skywriting Over Pittsburgh -11 second video and a still image below

Looked out the back door window in the kitchen.  Saw the first letter “A”  started. Already on the “L” when I got out to the yard with the camera. After I took all the photos I googled to see who was having a sale.  Turns out an artist Kim Beck has the skywriting project as part of her  “The Sky is the Limit” exhibition. (click for article in Pittsburgh Post Gazette) Each part of the letter is a mile long.  Scroll down for still photo.  Uploaded my first YouTube this evening so we’ll see how that works.


4th of July Sparklers in the Backyard

We all said they don’t make sparklers like they used to when we were kids.  Isn’t that what old people say about the present state of things?

The kids had a blast running around with the dangerous  spark and flame-spewing sticks. A familiar smell of gunpowder. Smoke trails across the lawn.

Maura watches big brother Michael and his sparkler smoke trail.

Squealing.


Backyard Ballet with Aunt Lala (2)

Exuberance, action, playfulness.  Why it’s fun to spend the weekend in Ohio.  Doesn’t sound right to say you enjoy shooting the family, though. My favorite time is when they just ignore me and go about their business. The business of play.  No one two three cheese for these.

Joy in action, freezing the jumps! I felt like a National Geographic photographer.

Michael joins Anna and Laura for the jumping.


6 1/2 Years Old on a Swing

Robert Louis Stevenson – “How do you like to go up in a swing, up in the air so blue?  Oh I do think it the pleasantest thing, ever a child can do!”

Action shot in the backyard. My mother used to read this Robert Louis Stevenson poem when I was 6 1/2.

"Up in the air I go flying again, up in the air and down." RLS


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