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Yinz Irish?


“Yinz Irish?”

from Wikipedia (Yinz is a second-person plural pronoun used mainly in Western Pennsylvania including Pittsburgh, but it is also found throughout the Appalachians.[1)

1. Rehder, John B. (2004). Appalachian folkways. Baltimore: Johns Hopkins University Press. ISBN 978-0-8018-7879-4. OCLC 52886851.


No shortage of green t-shirts for sale.

A few more photos in case the people look for themselves on the blog in Sunday’s post

and  a link to the FB Pittsburgh St. Patrick’s Day Parade Page




A family with stroller headed to watch the parade


A young horsewoman from the Victory Stables


 Gnome at Cottage

A gnome gone Irish at COLLAGE gift shop, dressed for the occasion


Castle Shannon- Green Monster


Not sure if the parasol helped keep her dry!


Pittsburgh Allderdice Marching Band




Phil who promotes Pittsburgh’s Strip District, jumped in to get in photo two

(See photo one below!

My favorite shot of the day)


Rain on the St. Patrick’s Parade Doesn’t Dampen Pittsburgh Irish Day Celebration

Saturday moring around nine, I was driving through the Strip District and saw green in every direction.

Ahhh, St.Patrick’s Day Parade!

How could I have forgotten.  Parked the car and got out in the rain and realized all I had was my cell phone camera.

Everyone was so nice when I asked if I could photograph them.  The rain didn’t dampen their spirits.

Attending his 27th Parade

Twenty-seventh parade !


Ladies of the AOH Auxilary  Sue and Marian




The Shriners


Hanging up green merchandise.  Love the shades.

Check out Neighbors in the Strip page


Grand Marshall

The Parade Marshall.  He thought I was lost.  So nice.




The Teamsters

The Teamsters






This group has placed first in their category!



New Dimension Comics    and Steel City Ghostbusters




Pitsburgh Allderdice High School Marching Band


Mike Feinberg Party Supplies WindowIMG_6293

Miniature Schnauzer Winston with a green bandana

Pittsburgh Renaissance Festival

My friend V said let’s go to the Renaissance Festival. She’d been with her niece more than a decade ago and they’d enjoyed it so much they went the next year.  She saw it on the news.
We looked it up in the paper, got the details and set out for a fun Sunday, the last day before the students start school!

It was like  taking a trip back in time.  And a good photo opportunity.

Too bad I left my camera battery charging in the wall at home so I couldn’t use my camera.  Yep.  A cell phone captured the day.


This nice festival goer said that the festival is a break from his mundane reality,

handmade Leather Boots

handmade Leather Boots



Pretzel seller


IMG_1524 IMG_1523 IMG_1522 IMG_1525 IMG_1533 IMG_1534 IMG_1541 IMG_1545 IMG_1550 IMG_1502 IMG_1508 Pretzel seller

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Ohio State Fair – Columbus Ohio

Today’s post is primarily people.  A few animals. Or people and animals.  The food highlights will be a separate post.  Stay tuned for a Deep Fried Buckeye.  No, I didn’t eat it but someone let me photograph theirs.

I accompanied two moms and seven children!  We had a wonderful afternoon.   Perfect summer day.  Last year our visit to the fair was cut short by a severe thunderstorm.  If you are new to the blog you can check it out here

Keep Cool Fans


Fans from the egg farmers- outside the Taste of Oho Pavillion-  four of them are my grandchildren.  Three are their friends.




I'm in a Fowl Mood

Thanks for letting me photograph your shirt in the Taste of Ohio Pavillion

Thanks Guys Top banana



No, not going to guess my weight or age today!



Union General


Union General  from the Civil War Encampment checks out the cowgirl boots




Boy and Cow


Being taken back to the livestock/ stall area after showing






Abe Lincoln


Abe Lincoln chats with fairgoers




Cowgirl Boots


Cowgirl Boots galore




AIrbrush T shirt Art


Airbrush artist




No Firearms


Posting a No Firearms sign on the Dairy Pavillion




Pirates on Stilts



Jack and Drew talk to the Pirate about missing treasure




At the Cardinal gate.

Bent Traffic Cone

Bent traffic cone and Ohio State Trooper giving directions


Jack  Milked a cow


Jack milked a cow. Why he put the sticker on his mouth is beyond me.We did not put it there!




Watching the pig races



Watching the pig races



weaving a scarf


Weaving a scarf




Ohio Fair Band


Rousing band music




checking the bags of wool

Checking the bags of wool




Walking her horse


The horse barn



sleeping with the livestock


Sleeping near the livestock



napping at the fairCatching a quick nap behind the concession stands




milking the cow

Waiting in line to milk the cow



horse stall


Looking down the walkway lined with horse stalls



Ohio State Fair

Exhausted. This woman takes a nap on the grass.


Perfect summer day.  Last year our visit to the fair was cut short by a severe thunderstorm.  If you are new to the blog you can check it out here


Horse Piss Beer Near Lexington KY- Guest Blog

There- I put it right in the title – Horse Piss Beer-  so there are no surprises about the photo of the day.  I try to keep things family friendly on the blog but this is about family.

My son Mark is on business in Kentucky and sent me this on the phone tonight.  He’s near Lexington.  I love when my family sends me a photo and says “for the blog” and the other reason I’m posting-

My dad always told us that beer tasted like horse piss.  I think that was to make us not want to drink it.  Now he was born in 1912 in Farmersville Illinois and grew up on a farm that included horses but I doubt he actually tasted the urine from any horse. My parents didn’t drink but my father’s father surely did and that is why my dad did not.  So maybe he knew what he was talking about, the taste was like the scent?  One of the reviews of the beer said it smells like tomatoes.

This is not an endorsement for drinking this golden colored brew ( I went and read a few reviews and am not seeking a sample!) but their website states

“Horse Piss Beer is dedicated to helping others.  A percentage of the sales of the beer and merchandise will be donated to help disabled jockeys and adoption programs for our equine friends.”

My father and his warnings about the taste of beer made me feel my dad was sending me a message with Mark’s photo. Seriously.  And so I share it with you.

Horse Piss Beer


and a photo I took in a backyard at a birthday party almost two weeks ago (thanks BJ and T)



Feeding the Horses in Virginia

When the kids visit their grandparents in Virginia, they love to feed the horses next door carrots and apples.  Marlene must have had ten pounds of carrots for our stay!  The neighbors are generous with allowing all the children to visit the animals at the barn, too.  You might remember the pigs. The grass was so high from all the rain in was hard to see the bare feet!

feeding the horses



The fence where we took  Christmas card pics last Thanksgiving.




Maura and the little horse



Maura feeds the mini horse a carrot.



Michael and the horses


Not sure what Michael is communicating to the horses or they to him……


jack and the horse






The next morning, saying good bye. Horses keeping cool in the shade of the woods.

Anna and the horses


and the much used but almost always successful running grandchildren shot.


They really respond to on your mark, get set, GO. Must be all that swim team practice and meets!

And the running shot


The four of them are making my summer vacation a lively one!








Coney Island Carousel Restored

My sister  Mary sent me a New York Times article  by Lisa W. Foderaro about the restored B and B Carousel in Coney Island.

The restoration took place in Marion, Ohio and took more than five years.  We took the subway/train out to Coney Island on Tuesday morning and found where the horses were located.

As we approached the carousel pavilion’s new location along the boardwalk, we were surprised at the giant lettering in bright colors.  The horses had real horsehair tails!  The special lead horse was carved to commemorate Lincoln’s Centennial of his birth(1909) by famous carver Marcus C. Illions.

There was a paper sign taped on the lead horse with the Lincoln relief, NO RIDERS but the carousel attendant asked if I would like for him to take it off so I could photograph it.  Very nice.  I’m showing the ornate horse with the paper sign, too.

A  carousel bench before restoration with all the layers of paint and after restoration is shown below.

Each horse had a unique expression and markings.  We enjoyed the ride and had great fun.  (And the restrooms are clean and colorful with confetti-like decor)

Carousel Ticket








Coney Island Carousel Lead Horse



Patriotic Horse






Carousel horse






Carousel Pavillion






Lincoln Centennial Horse


The lead horse carved to honor Lincoln’s Centennial of his birth in 1909 by Macus C. Illions


Griffin on Carousel Bench


Before Restoration


Carousel Bench BEFORE restoration




After Restoration Carousel Bench



Carousel Bench AFTER restoration



Carousel Lettering on Pavillion

Carousel Pavillion workers adding the lightbulbs on the letters

And another article about the horses being sent to Marion Ohio.

They were  lovingly and expertly restored at Carousel and Carvings,  by owner Mr. Todd W. Goings.



Carousel Music






B and B Carousel



You might remember that Mary and I rode Jane’s Carousel in DUMBO (Brooklyn) during my Spring Break from school.



Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward

Forward on the soccer team?  Forward as in pushy, aggressive?

I’m thinking FORWARD motion cause that is what I came up with as I skimmed through my photos.

The Weekly Photo Challenge seems like a real challenge to me this week. Guess I am taking the word Forward, literally.  The sensation of moving up, plowing ahead, going forward. Here are the photos I chose for the theme FORWARD.  (I like to think a bit of blur illustrates the forward motion!  HA!) 

Trying the new option, well new to me…..click to see the photos.  Let me know if it works.   (more…)

NYC Signage Captured by my Sister

One of my favorite things is to receive a photo from someone.  They saw it and thought of me and the blog or just saw it and thought it was something I would like to see too.   Mary sent me this one and when I asked she said I could use it she said okay.

Just yesterday Rufus was writing about the last of the neighbor’s fresh tomatoes.   He was concocting the great looking shrimp tacos. He mentioned being told about a mystery ingredient for their growing so well and his neighbor has horses. Hmmmmm.  My sister sent this sign two days before. Seemed like a good link to a similar topic.  Horse #@%*!  In Pittsburgh there are signs about dog owners being responsible for picking up after their dogs and if not a $300 fine will be charged. I have never seen a ticket issued and I live across the street from the park.

But this is not about dogs and their irresponsible after they do their business. This is about the sign my sister found in New York City and photographed and sent to me.  It is about wondering the size of bag/container one would need to do such a task.  And wondering where they put the matter once it is cleaned up.  And what the price of a fine might be in New York City if someone did not comply.

“It’s the Faces” V said, “the Faces…”

Just the detail of the horses today- they don't make toys like they used to. I did not throw them away. There's a book called HOW TO THINK LIKE A HORSE: The Essential Handbook for Why Horses Do What They Do by author Cherry Hill


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