Laura’s 29th birthday. She says it is her FIRST 29th birthday. The family gathers on the front porch because most of them are nearby.
This year I didn’t run around and get in the photograph. Just wanted them. I’ll put it on the fridge. Look at it until we’re all together again. In the middle of winter I’ll glance at this August evening, celebrating Laura’s birthday and be glad I have the picture.
Not too many people really want their photo taken. Maybe a few. The family allows me to photograph them one more time.
They’re gracious and they love me and they know it’s what I like to do.
They probably wonder when I’ll get tired of wanting to photograph them but they don’t complain. Much. Photographing them while they ignore me is easier.
Of course, I want the shot where everyone is with me and looking pleasant on this occasion. Ha. Erika says to me, “Good luck with that!”
I get it the best I can.
Don’t want to drag it out too long, make it quick, Just SHOOT!
Thanks family. Matthew is the one who said to his friends at his college graduation ” This is what my mom does. It’s annoying now, but later you’re glad.”
Penny the Golden Doodle with Lala and James on their front porch.
And Maura and Murphy pose for Mark. Caught them from the side as he got them to look at his phone.
Here we are in Aunt Linda and Uncle Frank’s front yard. Murphy resting in the grass.
Abigail was a flower girl in Mark and Erika’s wedding almost exactly ten years ago and now she is going into high school. Here she is demonstrating how to spin a flag- there are butterflies and figure eights and she has to do it left handed and right handed and toss it in the air and catch it. Anna and Maura were watching and I know I couldn’t do it. Even with practice. Her silk flag flowing in synchronized motion will add a lot to the half time show come fall.
I wanted to use the word cul-de-sac on the blog ever since I’ve been visiting the family. Just don’t write or use that word in my daily life in the city. Nice for safe bike riding after supper.
Three out of four took a break to greet the neighbor’s lovely dog, Misty. We sat in the driveway and watched until the sun went down and it was time to come in and get ready for bed. Although it was a hot day, the evening temp dropped and it was a perfect summer evening.
Inside seems simple enough. Until you start to read all the definitions and think about the multi-meanings
Cut and pasted from Your Dictionary - the dictionary you can understand
- the part lying within; inner side, surface, or part; interior
- the part closest to something specified or implied, as the part of a sidewalk closest to the buildings
- INFORMAL the internal organs of the body, as the stomach and intestines
- on or in the inside; internal
- of or suited for the inside
- working or used indoors; indoor
- ☆ known only to insiders; secret or private: the inside story
- BASEBALL passing between home plate and the batter
- on or to the inside; within
in or to the inside or inner part of
within the limits of: inside an hour
Murphy inside the van looking outside.
Cool enough on Friday to take Murphy to the Post Office so I could mail something. He WAS in the back seat. Moved himself up to the passenger seat while Maura and I were inside and wouldn’t budge for the short trip home. Yes, I worried about air bag deployment and the seat belt dinging alarm sound the whole way. We made it. He does have a harness that attaches to a seat belt for car trips.
We were safe inside the house as Mark held the iPad showing the violent storm while I shot the rain and blowing trees outside. This is the storm where Laura and James lost power for 5 days and Marlene and Donald( Roanoke VA) lost it for 8.
Maura waits inside looking outside for the guests.
Here is the inside of the ceramic fruit bowl Mary gave me when I visited her at Easter time.
The Jesus statue contained inside the clear box was photographed on this trip.
Old fashioned hats in Bedford Springs Resort display with the stairway banisters reflected
Challenge- How to show what one is feeling inside?
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Shoot where you are. Still Columbus. Actually, Galena, OH on Monday afternoon.
Took Murphy to the Vet down the road as he broke a toenail on his hind leg and was limping around. The family had swim championships and so Maura and I drove him up to Cheshire Road just before Sticky Fingers Ice Cream. (Isn’t that a terrific landmark?)
We were welcomed and Murphy was remembered from his last visit. Received a compliment on his good manners. He’s a popular guy. One of the women had an Airedale at home and seemed to enjoy talking with Murphy and trying to find his favorite scratching spots. He weighed in at 71.9 pounds.
We were invited right into an examination room, past the cats in the carriers and another dog with the same malady. Not much time waiting in the waiting room. Hooray.
Once in the exam room, I looked up and there on top of the cabinets, I saw this Canine Skeleton dressed for the Fourth of July. You know with a birthday on the 4th, one has an eye for Patriotic decor. This one was a stand out. I asked for permission to photograph it as I thought it illustrated a good sense of humor. Told them I had a blog. You know I’ll tell that to anyone who will listen. Ha!
I was told this is the first time the skeleton has been dressed in female attire!
One of the techs told me they change the costume for the different holidays when I asked about the decoration. She said I should see it at Easter. The teaching skeleton gets a lot of comments from what I hear. Reminded me of the Museum of Natural History. I looked it up and a dog has on average 319 bones. Obviously there is a wide range in dog breeds from Chihuahua to Mastiff. No one knew the origin of this skeletal model but you can purchase anatomical sets (I saw on the google search) I am including a link to a canine quiz about dog anatomy and the three skeletal systems, sponsored by Ohio State University. You know how teachers like to learn stuff and share. I didn’t even know there were three skeletal systems. It’s pretty interesting.
Murphy did well and he’s sporting a bandage that will come off tomorrow.
Thanks to Dr. Carrie St. Clair at Don R Mann, DVM, Inc. for such excellent care.
You have to take a picture. I asked the owner’s permission. She looked as if she had just been on a run or about to go on one with some friends.
His name is Oliver!
Oliver is a Heinz 57 mutt and he was smiling for the camera!
He’s six months old and has that puppy energy and enthusiasm. What a happy guy.
I’d just come out of the end of the year faculty meeting/gathering at the Hofbrauhaus on the edge of South Side Works near the riverfront trail.
So thanks Oliver (and your owner also- sorry I didn’t get your name)
I know Murphy smiles for the camera, too.
I was sitting at the red light. Saw the gorgeous tree blossoms. Quick shot through the windshield. No time to capture what happened next. The man and dog appear from behind the barrier and return to the woman who was waiting for them.
And when I got home, looked on the computer screen, and read the words on the green sign. Oh my. Just my kind of shot. Inadvertent, but still……
You’ve seen him many times on the blog. His endearing personality and stuffed animal appearance make him a satisfying (and willing) subject to photograph. He wants to be in the pictures with the family. I know some readers are not “dog people” but Murphy is an important member of the family and I know they will enjoy telling him he is “on the blog”!
The recent Weekly Photo Challenge: Peaceful, featured Murph under a shade tree in Hardy, VA and he was on earlier today, being patient as Anna and Maura put sock monkeys on his back.
I didn’t give him proper recognition for his TENTH birthday which is TODAY! January 24th!!
My sister sent the hat and bone from NYC and I photographed him on Saturday with his birthday treat.
I said,” Whatcha doin’ Murph?” and he stopped gnawing and looked up at me, so tolerant of old Grandma and her camera lens, frequently pointed in his direction.
An early post before Midnight so it is ON the day, not belated. Happy Birthday Murphy.
Murphy the Airedale. Again. I was sifting through files and saw him looking at me. This was shot at Thanksgiving time in Hardy, Virginia. The day we were attempting the Christmas card photo with the kids all in red.
Photographed during a family visit to Hardy, Virginia. Labor Day Weekend 2006. I like the green and warmth in this photo as it is white, cold and gray in Pittsburgh today.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Peaceful Click here to view fellow bloggers responses to the weekly photo challenge. Their links are in the comments section. A wide variety of photographs.
Anna is eight years old today. I remember going to the hospital in the dark, and then watching the sunrise over the Monongahela River from the window. Then I went to school after she as born and everyone was so happy for our family. It was a happy day. Here is a portrait of her with Murphy the Airedale when she was one. It hangs in her bedroom.
And a recent photograph of Anna and Murphy….
The artist of the painting , Alison Zapata, is a new mother herself and paints wonderful pet portraits. Her website is here
Penny the Golden Doodle keeps cool in the brick fireplace at home.
Wednesday night was the swim banquet and I came home in one car with Jack and Maura. Jack opened the door and Murphy came out to greet us. Such excitement and welcoming greetings. He had been to the groomer’s earlier in the day. He was so happy to see us come home. Erika told me that he was feeling left out since I don’t photograph him like I used to. I asked her how she knew. She said he had texted her.
So there he was sitting so nicely on the driveway and the sun was setting and I had my camera from the swim banquet right there and I called him and he looked right at me.
He is a sweet dog. I know everyone has their breeds they are loyal to and Rob has his OPD’s as his favorite breed( other peoples’ dogs) Murphy adores his family and they adore him. He is affectionate and patient and likes to be near people. I don’t have my own dog but enjoy Murphy when I visit. Sometimes he comes to stay at my house when the family goes on vacation.
Since the temperature was 99 degrees plus humidity factor today and it felt like 110 I’m sure it felt good to have his hair cut.
As far as photographs go this is not my best as he looks like a bit like a cardboard cutout against the concrete but I think it captures his personality. Don’t think I have a future in pet portraits.
Ellie the Chihuahua. Up on Uncle Frank and Aunt Linda’s porch. She was watching that 1933 Plymouth pull out of the garage, too. Erika’s Aunt Georgeann has a new Chihuahua, about a year old. Rescued from somewhere out west. I thought the capture of light on the fur was especially nice. Thanks Ellie. Aunt Theresa calls her Ellie Mae. She seemed to enjoy all the attention.
So many varieties of dogs. People enjoy big dogs, little dogs, fluffy dogs, short and long dogs, short hair and long hair. Pugs, Boston Terriers, Bulldogs, Boxers, Collies, Setters, Airedales, Italian Greyhounds, Schnauzers, Terriers, all sorts of Doodles, Retrievers and Labs- there are some fancy named dogs I can’t even spell. Plus all the dogs who do service and work for and with humans. Companions.
Some people aren’t into dogs at all. Allergies.
Some prefer a cat. More allergies.
Some people are afraid of dogs. Some dogs, you should be afraid!
Some people prefer no pet at all. The very idea of “pet dirt” makes them cringe.
But lots of people LOVE (and I mean LOVE) their dogs.
My co-worker Bonnie is partial to chihuahuas and my Illinois cousins and also my friends J and M love their dachshunds- long or short hair. From generation to generation some families have the same breed of dog. But some dogs come from the shelter or the pound or are lost and found, no particular papers or pedigree but much loved by those who rescue them. Another lucky dog today!
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Flight from Spokane to Minneapolis- ready to be stowed under the seat in front of her to prepare for takeoff. I met my traveling companions. Turns out Delta Airlines is Pet Friendly. Must weigh under seventeen pounds, though. A first for me (to see a dog on a plane) seems Tasha Nicole is a seasoned flier. Very well behaved I will add. Not a sound, she slept the whole way unlike the kids in the row across the aisle and up one! Oh my. And Sunday August 15th is TN’s 9th birthday, too.
I asked permission to photograph and blog and her gracious owner agreed.
I heard about a book on the radio last year, One Nation Under Dog by Michael Schaffer. When I was growing up I remember some dogs lived outside in a doghouse.