Joy and you pair it up with JUMP. For joy, that is.
Joy to the World (church or another Three Dog Night version).
Joy? An old fahioned liquid dish soap- none available to photograph tonight.
Joy is the emotion I’d most like to capture in a selfie? (Just thought I’d throw that new word in before the end of 2013 since it was deemed new word of the year.)
Last year’s Christmas card shoot of the grandchildren came to mind. Jumping for Joy.
The grandchildren certainly bring me a lot of joyful moments to capture.
Wishing everyone a new year with lots of joy in it!
Photographed Thanksgiving 2012 in Hardy Virginia.
Jack, Anna, Michael, Maura and Henry the Airedale
Henry seems to be enjoying the festivities so far. Even
tolerated enjoyed kept the Santa hat on for the photo session. He was sniffing around the presents under the tree, looking for squeaky toys and Kongs, Bully Sticks and such.
The grandchildren fell asleep pretty fast and now, so should I.
Matthew already here from Croatia and Laura and James arrive from Centerline in the morning for breakfast. Erika’s parents are here, too. Having everyone together is the best part of Christmas to me. (And we’re getting along nicely, too!) No small task with so many of us under one roof.
Ate some wonderful Polish food Donald prepared tonight for Polish Christmas Eve. Homemade Kielbasa and Haluski and Pierogis and then we gathered in a circle while we shared Oplatki, the Christmas wafer. Donald did a great job as Patriarch, leading the ritual.
Wishing all blog readers a good day, whatever you’re celebrating or not. I appreciate all the lovely greetings I’ve received.
These photos of the children at the JFK gravesite were on a hard drive but my son Mark found them tonight. They were to accompany the JFK post on November 22nd. He said to me on the phone, when I was considering whether to post them or not, “Mom, it’s still fifty years”.
I have some of my first photos from February 1964 of the JFK grave as I traveled there from New Jersey to Washington DC with my parents when there was a little white picket fence and snow. I’ll have to dig in a box in the bottom of an upstairs closet to find those
Mark said all four of the kids were especially quiet and pensive as they stood by the graves. Here are the photos he took.
Earlier in November I read an article by Michael E. Ruane in the Washington Post -
Arlington House, The Robert E Lee Memorial as taken from the JFK gravesite below
Don’t you want to be Raggedy Andy so your old grandmother can capture the moment?
Ahhh, no thanks.
I’ll just stand between the two heads.
so here is Maura between Raggedy Ann and Andy
Okay, got it.
When I saw this tonight it struck me funny. I’d forgotten about the fun time we had at Idlewild Park and was thinking about all the grading I need to accomplish this weekend for the upcoming progress reports at school.
And I saw Maura refusing the standard photo opportunity at the amusement park. She did not want to stick her head in the hole. Maybe she thinks it is a silly plan to do so. We sure found a ton of ovals in wooden cut outs. Wonder who started the first one years ago. Seems a standard practice on the boardwalk. We were here. I’ve seen them for Civil War or old fashioned sepia pics offered for $.
A few more….
Jack agrees to be Raggedy Andy- on the fly, that is.
Michael is totally agreeable to the task at hand. Thanks, Making it easy on Grandma,
Jack and Anna in the old fashioned car
Maybe next year, Maura. Peek- a -boo. Need a bit more height for this one.
Anna and I were on FaceTime Wednesday evening and she asked me what I was going to blog tonight.
I didn’t have a plan, I said. She said to tell her when I was posting it so she could be the FIRST one to see it.
So I am choosing a summertime August afternoon from their recent visit. Before school started.
Storybook Forest in Idlewild Park. Ligonier PA.
The grandkids in the cheese. Well, three of them that is. The fourth, Maura was looking at her siblings peeking out of the holes.
And then tonight as I uploaded, I saw the sign on the side which I had not seen before.
Anna said “the cheese stunk.”
Stunk like what?, I asked.
She said “I don’t know, it just stunk. Like elephants.”
(Maybe it stunk but we had a great day!)
And a portrait of cousin Parker in the cheese
Tough challenge this week. For me, at least.
I didn’t want to post a painting from the Metropolitan Museum from my archives or someone else’s idea.
There have been a lot of creative and unusual masterpieces posted by fellow bloggers . And although there’s plenty of grandchildren artwork where I’m vacationing, how could I chose a single piece from one of the four?
In Ohio, there are no majestic tall ships with light on their sails like Frizz in Germany or Colline’s intricate handmade ship models, or Francine’s stunning views of the Grand Canyon or Meg’s post of Capri. Or Madhu’s edible masterpiece.
There are so many others to see and even a brand new grandchild for Gilly
So keeping it simple. Very simple
One more photo from the Ohio State Fair to meet theWeekly Photo Challenge: Masterpiece.
Look, an egg!
Four grandchildren in the backyard
+Four White Lightning Sticks with strobe effect (@$5)
+Grandma’s camera on bulb setting, propped on the garden fence.
+Energy and Enthusiasm for the experiment
= ________________________ FUN!
We started out slowly, sitting down on the lawn.
I suggested a little more movement. I’d say they complied on both of these shots.
Michael, Maura, Anna and Jack with their White Lightning Sticks in the Backyard
The final one, directed by Anna, Circles all around. She staggered her siblings so no one hit one another. It started to get buggy. We’ll try again another night.
Jack, Anna, Maura and Michael got out of the van after swimming practice.
The sound of a chain saw goes right through me. The sound that is…..
Shot with the iPhone camera- the kids counted twenty rings
The men are coming back to grind up the trunk. Mark and Erika are thinking of planting a Dogwood Tree.
The firewood shot with the iPhone camera.
and the before photo of the Ash Tree in the front yard
Mark and Erika said the tree had been hit by lightning.
My dad used to play The Ash Grove on the piano.
Happy Father’s Day!
I’m a proud mom! Here is my son Mark who is a wonderful father to Anna, Michael, Jack and Maura. (Excellent Mom Erika, too)
Bringing Maura home November 2008
No matter the season…………….
Sledding with Jack
PNC Park Pittsburgh PA
(and if you are new to following the blog you might enjoy this Father’s Day Tribute to my father) (more…)
June 2, 1973. Swissvale Pennsylvania. Happy 40th Anniversary Marlene and Donald.
Marlene and Donald’s daughter Erika is married to my son Mark and we share the grandchildren- Anna, Michael, Jack and Maura. Last year I posted the church they were married in , Madonna del Castello, and all of a sudden a whole year has flown by.
Here’s a photo of the family at Laura and James’ wedding November 2011. V’s idea to find a photo of you and the grandchildren, 40 years after your wedding day. Send me a wedding photo and I will add it to the post. I should have taken a photo of one when we visited Memorial Day weekend or taken a new photo of the two of you with the grandchildren.
(I was going to post my friend Donna’s wedding cake topper from the same era but the bride’s hair was brunette in the photo and Marlene is blonde)
Marlene and Donald with their daughter Erika, my son Mark, and the grandchildren. Columbus OH
There’ve been a lot of directions in the challenges.
Up, down. Round. Forward. No inside out. Yet
this week it’s FROM ABOVE.
I stand over garbage, see a lone glove on the road-
take a shot. A single baby shoe in the gutter.
Weddings from a church balcony, the mezzanine.
Not often, though. Directly above is rare, more likely above from an angled side.
Have they done sideways? I like that movie.
Here’s my From Above Gallery, though not celestial.
Laura and James at Marjorie and Dan’s Wedding Reception. Carnegie Music Hall in Oakland.
Seventh (Andy Warhol) and Ninth Street Bridges taken from the Renaissance Hotel.
Metropolitan Museum of Art
Shadows at the entrance of school
John and Angie’s Wedding
Franklin Park Conservatory Columbus OH
Anna, Baby Jack and Michael March 2007
Roberto Clemente Bridge and PNC Park from the Renaissance Hotel
Last Year’s Rose
French Fries on Carson Street
Batteries from a week in digital photo class.
Dunkin Donut apron in the school parking lot.
Murphy Joseph McGrath. Murphy passed today. He just turned 11. He was patient, loving, loyal, humorous and adored by everyone. What a personality!
It is a very sad day for the family.
If you’ve been following the blog you’ve seen his photograph many times. I swear he smiled for the camera.
He was one of the first posts on the blog, Murphy Waits for Michael.
So many of you expressed sympathy recently on the passing of Erika’s parents Italian Greyhound, Cleo. It’s been a hard month.
Today’s tribute is for Mark and Erika’s, Anna, Michael, Jack and Maura’s dear sweet boy- Murphy!
When Mark and Erika brought each of the babies home from the hospital, Murphy was there to welcome them into the family. Murphy was a pup before M & E got married. He was a loving and well loved member of the family. ( Erika would get mad at me if I called him “dog”)
There are no words to describe the sadness, the missing. You may remember the photos from his Tenth Birthday post last year.
Anna is nine now but here she is just home from Mercy Hospital
Photographed by Erika
Rest in Peace Murphy
Here are two views of the grandchildren watching”the box” while sitting in a box. A portion of one was in the Lost in the Details yesterday.
Thanks to a wonderful fellow blogger, S - Another Day in Paradise - who wrote this comment on yesterday’s Weekly Photo Challenge and inspired today’s post. ( she is originally from England, now South Africa and Florida)
*“Wonderful selection of photos, Ruth. I absolutely love the “Watching TV in a box.” In England, the TV is often called “The box,” so you could have titled it “Watching the box in a box.”
Sunday afternoon, Michael, 7, asked me if I would photograph his LEGO® vehicle and put it on the blog.
Now how can any grandma resist that invitation? Michael loves to create, construct and play with LEGO®. We just don’t like stepping on them.
(I pronounced him the “master” LEGO® builder although there might be an official designation with a credential he’d have to earn from LEGO® U)
The close-up of the vehicle. In the background? When I looked at the photo on the computer screen I noticed my father’s rocking chair in my son Mark’s office.
Here is the first photo, when Michael called down to me and asked me if I would photograph his STAR WARS LEGO® vehicle and put it on the blog.
I said, sure.
Then he came down the stairs and put on the finishing touches so I could shoot it. It tickles me how the grandchildren know all about the blog.
Friday night, four year old Maura told me I could bring my computer to her room and blog before bed. (That’s Maura on the bottom right with a hockey stick, climbing up the stairs.)
Love, love, love.
All you need is love.
Love is all you need.
I liked the Paris bridge photo with all the locks on it posted on WordPress’ Daily Post that tells what the weekly challenge is. LOVE!
My thought was some wedding couples. Went to the archives.
As I looked for the pics to post I saw a series I put up last Father’s Day and since it is Murphy’s 11th birthday I decided that he would be the one to best illustrate the definition of love.
Happy Birthday Murphy. With much love from your family. You exemplify love! Pure and unconditional love.
Thankful for Family. There is much to be thankful for but I feel this sums it up for me.
If you are a follower of the blog you’ve seen this photograph from last August when Matthew was back from Croatia.
Just one photo in response to this challenge.
We aren’t in the same geographic location this Thanksgiving so I am reposting the summer family shot when could be together!
When I got to Ohio this evening, the kids were in their pjs and had already eaten supper. As I entered the door there was a wagon load of sock monkeys and a handmade Welcome Froo Froo Ruthie sign. It was funny and exciting to arrive and be greeted so enthusiastically. They had run down to the car and helped haul the suitcase and school bag and I carried the one with the camera. Even Murphy was at attention in the driveway as I pulled up. He watched the monkey shot but did not get in it. A quick photo op and no belaboring trying to get everyone’s attention. The monkeys did well again, never moving or flinching! You don’t want to spoil the moment by insisting on multiple poses for a stellar shot. The grandkids all looked wonderful to me. Jack doesn’t like to sit still anyway,
High 80s and no thunderstorms in sight. The pool was practically empty!
We got home for a late supper. Took a walk/ride around the neighborhood. You can see glimpses of the setting sun.
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.
This is Jack. You might remember him as Superman just a few months ago. The red cape is folded up and put away these days. He’s headed for Kindergarten in the fall. How quickly they grow up.
Photo one is Wednesday night T-Ball game between the Mets and the Yankees. Shooting into the sun.
And for the guest blog portion of today’s post………
Photo two- Jack set up the sock monkeys for a photo in his dad’s chair.
He took it with the iPhone with no help from me. He told me “they smiled real good”. The kids see me photographing and it is something they want to do. He took three shots.
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
When Anna was a baby I made her a sock monkey out of a pair of Rockford Red Heel Socks, just as I had done for her father when he was little. The sock monkey didn’t get much playtime and I didn’t make anymore for the other three grandchildren. At Christmas I noticed Anna using the sock monkey like a puppet with the other kids at breakfast. Everyone was laughing and she was enjoying playing with her(it is a girl and her name is Mrs. Sock Monkey) She asked me if I could make her a pink sock monkey. I said I didn’t know how I could because I didn’t know at the time you could buy PINK red heel socks.
Last weekend when I visited, the old sock monkey had not only a bed made from a Costco box, covered in blanket but there was a small basket added as a bunk with a junior sized sock monkey wrapped up in a hand knitted dishrag (the sock monkey was one of Murphy the Airedale’s former toys!- every dog needs a sock monkey).
And to Anna and Maura’s surprise, I showed up with two pairs of PINK red heel socks I found online. Laura brought over her portable sewing machine and I sat at the kitchen table stitching up the legs and arms. Anna helped stuff the limbs. The girls were really excited to watch the socks turn into monkeys. I embroidered the eyes and nostrils with some variegated cotton yarn I had as a knitting project.
The next morning as they were waiting to go to church, I had them open the front door to get some available light for a photo of them with their monkeys. Strawberry and Blueberry are their names. Blueberry has blue eyes like Maura and that’s how they can tell them apart. I used a 1/5 shutter speed -handheld -which is really not a good idea. Too much camera shake.
The snow in the night added some reflected light but the winter morning was fairly gray. Murphy decided to come and see what was happening outside and Anna thought he would make a good horse for the monkeys. Murphy didn’t even mind. He remained undisturbed even though Maura was squealing excitedly. Then Anna wrote sock monkey on the condensation inside the storm door glass. I love that all the fancy toys are ignored and the homemade bed out of box and a couple of pairs of socks, transformed into monkeys, delighted the girls. I told Anna how Aunt Mary and I went to the Sock Monkey Museum in Rockford, Illinois.