It doesn’t sound good to say “Anna (11) shot her sister Maura (almost 6) while she was sleeping in the hotel.”
But that is exactly what she did-
(And the next time we are together Anna, your ole Grandma is going to help you start your very own blog!)
Your eye sees a lot! Or should I say -Your eyes see a lot! Thanks for sharing.
I love that you saw Maura asleep on the floor and texted the photo to me at 11:52 PM
When one of the grandkids sees something when they’re out and about and thinks-
“oooh, a good one for Grandma’s Blog”, takes a picture to send to me, I like to share it.
Good to encourage their “seeing”.
I told Anna I’ll help her start a blog of her very own. I think she has a great eye. She could start once a week, not daily.
Two years ago Anna took the photo of the pick up truck filled with mannequin legs, headed “to the dummy store.”
Thank you Jack W. and Joe W., a father and son and two dear friends and followers who are like family.
You might remember the beautiful winter scene Joe W shared from Central Park.
Here is the same location early October.
Shot from the vicinity of the Plaza Hotel at 59th Street.
Thanks Joe and to his dad Jack for sharing them with me.
and a reminder of how beautiful winter can be even when it is treacherous to get around in the snow and ice.
She wrote to me and sent the photo of the sign below.
Thanks for your contribution to the blog today, Tanja.
“My summer vacation I was in Istria, in a small town called Bale and I attended at the Jazz Festival. During the festival, a small cafe near the place where the festival was held, had put the sign in the front of the cafe. The sign was something that I have never seen before so I took a photo. Maybe you will find it interesting too.”
My sister’s visiting our brother in Okanogan WA and has sent a few pics from her phone. It’s considered “high desert”.
I wish I were with them.
Here are bins of firewood, stacked, ready to burn to keep warm this winter
The other day she sent a pic of these delicious peaches
like a car graveyard
Our neighbor got his weekly delivery of Community Supported Agriculture of Southwestern Pennsylvania and since his wife’s away so tonight he brought up all of this bounty from local farms.
I’ve been photographing lots of ingredients lately so this one keeps with the theme.
Roasted beets on the list of things to do
and I see myself trying the method of microwaving the spaghetti squash the way I’ve seen Erika do it in her kitchen.
Splits open so easily.
Not sure about that enormous zucchini. The peppers are just beautiful as are those yellow tomatoes. Mmmmm. Inspirational.
And the guest photograph by Roberta, who made Garlic Mashed Potatoes with the leftover roasted garlic.
(organic garlic grown by my brother David in Okanogan WA)
Guest blogger Marlene, (Mark’s MIL- Erika’s Mom) sent me these photographs of flowers in her garden at the end of June.
I searched for them to put on her birthday post yesterday (What We Share) but couldn’t find them.
Then I remembered – she sent them via iPhone, not email. Spent a bit “loading earlier messages” but was able to find and save them.
Here is her garden and flowers around her house at the end of June. Near Roanoke Virgina.
“All the flowers around my house that are yellow or have yellow in them.”
Now I thought that was perfect for Cee’s Photography Challenge for YELLOW.
Hope I got the labels all right! Glad you had a nice birthday. xoxoxo
The super awesome guest blog I mentioned yesterday, Anna 10+ (almost 11)is the photographer. It’s fun for me when the family contributes to the blog effort. Thanks Anna! (Photographed with an iPad.)
Anna and Michael and their Mom and Dad went to the Laurel Highlands this weekend. They toured Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater , checked out Steeler’s Training Camp at the end of the day and visited General Braddock’s Grave.
Saturday early evening they came to Pittsburgh to pick up the two younger ones, Jack and Maura, and left early Sunday morning. We were 16 for dinner Saturday night with family and friends coming to see them. Today the house is really quiet. :-(
But on Friday night they stayed at the Historic Summit Inn Resort in Farmington, PA.
Michael said the doors had real keys! Here he is with Mark and Erika.
One of the “few remaining ‘porch hotels’ in America.” Built in 1907, The Summit Inn is on the National Register of Historic Places.
Love how she moved to take the photo of the sun behind the red flower
I like the drain pipe line and puddle
And she must take after her grandmother, photographing what was on the table.
Salt and Pepper Still Life
Thomas Edison and Henry Ford and Harvey Firestone stayed at the Summit Inn in 1917. Their names are signed on the Hotel Register. (Dad Mark has that photo)
Leaving for Pittsburgh. A shot from the van window showing motion. I see the snack bag reflection.
This is Julia.
She went to Marquette with my son Mark in the mid-nineties.
Coincidentally, Mark and Julia saw each other years later at an Ohio swim meet where their daughters were swimming.
Sunday evening Julia and Rick and their family came over to Mark and Erika’s home for hamburgers on the grill.
Each family has four kids so they were laughing about meeting Freshman year, whoever thought they’d be eating together with their four kids apiece.
Julia brought these Wine Charms that spelled out LEBOWSKI as she’d seen some of Mark’s photos of the 13th Annual Lebowski fest he had just attended with my first cousin Jim.
She makes all different kinds of charms and you can check out her Charms Kool Page
Photographed by Mark
Mark in Louisville at the 13th Annual Big Lebowski Festival
Photos by Mark
Cousin Jim on the right and Liam O’Brien in Middle. John is on the left/ photographed by Mark
My son Matthew writes from Zagreb, Croatia………………
Vedrana and I spent the day touring her hometown of Rijeka, snapping shot after shot, trying to come up with something worthy of a guest post on mom’s blog.
We raced up to the Fortress of Trsat to catch the “golden hour” and found these fabulous dragons, eager to pose for us.
I took ten pictures, trying to get just the right one and this was the best I could do.
Vedrana took just one:
When I saw the stunning photograph she had created I threw up my hands, recognizing that my novice attempts had been outclassed in every way.
Clearly, the photographer’s eye does not run in the family.
In one, last, desperate attempt to capture something beautiful, I took this one-
And finally I was satisfied with the results.