You know those photo greeting cards with the tiny hand in the big hand?
The touching closeups?
I was going for a similar feel with the new parents and grandson Charlie who was a week and a day.
Oops. Add one eager Golden Doodle. Penny’s paw added to the photo.
A fellow blogger writes about things she’s grateful for and has inspired me to post this Med Flight helicopter.
Here is her latest gratitude post about a gift of flowers to the teacher- thank you Colline.
Friday when I left the hospital after visiting my new grandson, there was a helicopter outside on the pad ready for take off. They’d brought a patient in need of care to Riverside Hospital in Columbus OH.
MedFlight does amazing work, “critical care transport”– getting people to advanced medical treatment in a timely manner with the latest technology.
As I was exiting the parking lot, I saw my son Mark photographing the helicopter. He has always loved them since he was little.
I pulled over to the curb and photographed the rising bird and Mark, fascinated as if he were still seven, photographing the ascending helicopter. He had told me on the way to our cars, “they’re not supposed to be able to fly, you know.”
But fly they do-
A few years ago I got a nice shot of the family looking up at the fireworks. Thought I would try again to improve on it. Some of the shots are strangers Some family.
The canisters sure get launched quickly. I tried to work fast.
Arrived back in Columbus and went straight to the hospital to see new grandson Charlie. Mark and his family (with all four kids) came to visit too and filled up the hospital room fast.
Ms. Stacee Ray keeps the hot funnel cakes cooking. (Yes, that is two e’s in Stacee)
Son Cedric told me he’s the muscles of the operation. I’m sorry I didn’t photograph him for the blog.
Earlier I asked if I might photograph Mr. Ron Ray of Fun’l Frenzy as he cut the strawberries. Knew he would make a great portrait for the people at work series! Thank you Mr. Ray.
Experimenting with camera settings.
Read more about the origin of Funnel Cake here
Not even 24 hours old. My daughter Laura and her husband James have a new member of the family.
Charles Joseph. 7 pounds 15 ounces. 19 1/2 inches long.
He arrived Thursday night but Anna and Michael were home in bed resting up for the Peppe Meet at Ohio State Swim Club Friday afternoon.
Friday morning, we went to Riverside hospital on the way to the swim meet. It was on the way to OSU.
Anna meets baby Charles-
Michael gets a turn with Charles on the Boppy
Anna waits for another turn to hold her new first cousin.
Michael, Charles and Anna pose for Grandma
Their Dad Mark ( my son) is now an uncle
and we talked to Uncle Matty and Natalya in Croatia via SKYPE
Here are the two Grandmas
and here is the new little family
You know the painting. It’s in Chicago. But in Columbus Ohio you can see the scene.
The topiary garden sculptures are A Sunday on La Grande Jette 1884- Georges Seurat
We went there on Father’s Day after church. Thanks for taking me to see it.
Telling a story without words. Sequence.
Reviewing these photos from the archives, I’d say I was an observer, not a participant.
Photos taken six years ago.
What a special day for grandson John Patrick (Jack)
The family gathered in to celebrate his day.
Columbus, Ohio. Holiday weekend with the family. St Patrick Church.
Easter Vigil Saturday evening. The first portion- the Lucernarium.
To photograph a religious ceremony or not. That was the question. Someone was firing off electronic flash.Ugh.
I was trying for minimal camera shake. Being unobtrusive. Limit myself to a few shots.
It was really dark. Just candlelight. And the light of the bonfire from which they lit the Paschal Candle.
After everyone processed into the church, I stayed back and photographed the lilies on the table with the bonfire in the background.
And Donald and Marlene, Erika’s parents were inside the church a bit of a blur.
A woman in front was a blur, too.
Granddaughter Anna coming into the pew. Then I put the camera away in my bag and zipped it so I wouldn’t try to capture the ephemeral smoke from the incense.
Seven readings and psalms and intermittent prayers after each reading, all the altar candles are lit, the lights come on and as the Gloria is sung, the church bells peal and the sanctus bells ring and ring and ring.
And that is just the beginning…..
Talking about weather and the impact on our lives has taken a prominent role this season.
We’ve had enough of winter here and we’re not Boston. I see their photos of piles of snow to the rooftops. Ugh.
Not sure how they can stand it. What will happen when it all melts?
Dangerous driving, slick roads, walking warily. Ice you can’t see.
Grateful for a furnace and power. Everything seems more of an effort.