left without needed protection or care
left by the owner
no longer held or thought of : given up
Not to be confused with lost.
WordPress’ Cheri Lucas Rowlands posted the challenge with a great example of the interior of an abandoned building. It’s apparent that I stick with exteriors.
Old School House near Okanogan Washington
shot from the road
Boarded up in Wilkinsburg PA
near Okanogan Washington – mailboxes still in place on the right
Old bathtub at Conneaut
New York City Chair and Hanger
“Capture something you treasure“, Krista Stevens at WordPress says this week for the challenge.
What better treasure than friends?
Last snowy Sunday my dear friend Joanne (green pepper jelly maker) emails and says,” Let’s SKYPE at 10:30.”
Okay. At 10:40 I call, “what happened?”
Oh ten thirty CENTRAL time! Got it.
So at 11:30 (my time) the SKYPE rings in on my computer and J says,
“I have a house guest- would you like to meet her?“
(and I am thinking, why would you want to SKYPE with me if you’re entertaining a house guest?)
SURPRISE! Look who enters the screen! It’s Aïda whom I’ve not seen in 27+ years. We lived in Granfenwoehr Germany in the early ’80s.
Aïda (from Florida) visiting her daughter and granddaughters at Ft. Leavenworth Kansas and drove up for the weekend to visit J.
Great memories of good times with dear friends. We were on for more than an hour. What a nice surprise! Fun.
Photographed by Aida’s daughter Suzanne.
here we are SKYPEing Joanne on the left, I’m in the middle with the hat! and Aïda on the right
You’ve Got a Friend
For the weekly challenge I looked to my own family to help me out.
I figured they wouldn’t mind. The wedding clothes photos are the ones I took 6 months after the wedding. Thanks Laura and James. (Hope it’s okay!) Love, Ma
Autumn offers no crocuses or tiny redbud blooms on trees. I thought of library books and contracts, being signed up for a team. Commitment.
Everything is preparing for dormancy, dropping beautiful gold and orange leaves in gutters like crazy. There is a sense of approaching winter, the urge to cocoon, make soup. And then the temperature is in the 60s and predicted 70 for Sunday. One day you are making up your bed with flannel sheets, boiling water for tea, making chili or soup. The next day you are ripping off your sweater and sporting a cotton T. The fluctuations feel strange and off.
As I left school, this is what I saw…
The fresh pine cones dangling for the pine trees branches, bobbing in the wind and the late day sunlight shining right on them said renewal to me.
Everything has been focused on the vibrant palette of the deciduous trees but look at this magnificent coniferous tree!