My friend Ann has no trouble throwing things out.
These items, ignored for such a long time, need to be thrown out.
Reading this post might be like my neighbor says- “Watching paint dry.”
Slated to get a much needed new furnace installed and an updated electrical box-
so the pressure’s on to clear the place.
Buying new lights to illuminate the boxes of junk was a start.
My problem is I think about all the different lives the things represent. Matthew suggested photographing the junk.
I was able to get another one of those construction bags filled to go out to the curb. Two bags of items for donation
But a dusty electric skillet lined with probable-poison-coating when heated, no lid or plug? Immediate disposal.
Remaining plastic groceries from the little yellow shopping cart with the orange wheels, a tea party cup from at least 30 years ago. Half a wooden lemon, a fake muffin. Garbage.
A little felt elf, found in a Christmas tin. My mother used to put these on our stairs, wrapped them around the banister.
Probably purchased at a Church Bazaar in the 60’s. He was looking at me. Couldn’t throw him out. His sequined eyes looked at me. Better than that Elf on the Shelf.
A ratty basket in the shape of a duck and old badminton racquets. Easy to pitch these.
Will I ever need these parts in this old cigar box?
Mark’s old trophy. Erika saw this on FB when I posted and said it was a great item to stay in Pittsburgh!
I don’t even have a record player anymore
I don’t even remember who gave this to me
And then I found my dad’s old trench coat, black gloves in his pocket.
I washed it, hung it out. It had a presence as it hung on that hanger
Going to donate. Steve said he’d wear it. Made me feel a little less sad but I think it is too big on him.
Laura rhymes. Yellowed paper booklet . Yucky.
Old workboots. Owner unknown.
It’s just 30 seconds long. Not sure if the link will work.
Steve and I took the grandchildren to Harmarville to BOWL on Saturday afternoon. Just looked up the history of bowling and never knew the Ancient Egyptians bowled.
The lanes we bowled in felt pretty wild.
Michael and Maura put their hands over their ears for some of the rocking video tunes
Music videos are projected on screens over the lanes and spots of disco lights all colors, swirl and flash.
A total sensory experience. Stimulating, for sure. (Perhaps overly so)
Even the size numbers glowed on the back of the shoes and the bowling balls seemed to glow.
Three out of our six bowlers were left handers! I think it is a lot harder than it looks. All in all we had a fun time.
(Photo lightened a tad so you could see their faces)
Steve, originally from the Akron Ohio area, is a natural bowler. :-)
Photographing at night is one of my favorite things to do.
The city looks the most beautiful at night.
I scanned just a wee portion of my archives to get a representative sampling.
Nighttime- quiet, dark. Sparkly, twinkly too as I seem to shoot a lot of lights.
Anna and Maura and Henry getting ready to go to sleep.
The city lit up feels magical to me. Every November they have Light Up Night
Goorin Brothers Hat Shop on Bleecker Street, New York City
Inspired by my son-in-law James. A bus on Bryant Street in Highland Park
Chinese New Year Table.
Reggie Howze playing the saxophone on the Roberto Clemente Bridge
Love to photograph the decorated Christmas houses at night.
St. Paul Cathedral – Oakland Pittsburgh
Balloon Man at Little Italy Days in Bloomfield
The barn at Bobbijo and Tim’s wedding.
I posted this or a similar one for fire and ice. Definitely nighttime
Getting a sandwich late at night. The sandwich with the french fries and coleslaw right on it.
The Greyhound Bus station at night in Pittsburgh
Whether it be flowers in a garden, a rainbow in traffic, or colorful cake mixes on the store shelf.
The color is what caught my eye!
Unsure about actual consumption, though. Here’s how I came to see these boxes of cake mix……
After school, I drove down to the Waterfront to get gas, stock up on provisions. Lunch items to take to school.
Target was right there and I needed more wonderful 8GB Flash Drives that are still at a low, low price. The ones they keep by the checkout line so you can load up as you head out the door. Must be an old shipment as the ones up front are two dollars cheaper than the ones in the electronic section in the back. (Hope I didn’t clue them in and they change the price!)
Now you might already know if you follow the blog, I really don’t like to
eat anything blue
(with the exception of fresh blueberries)
but those fakey blue raspberry popsicles?
Just looking at blue food/icing gives me a shudder down my spine.
But if you need to bake a Smurf cake, the Blue Suede mix might be your answer.
I can definitely see some of these colorful cake mixes as the basis for art/photography projects.
And from what I read on Charm City website, “Our inspiration comes from everywhere: art, fashion, fabric, furniture, architecture, landscapes, science, music, and history.”
iPhone shots of the cake mix shelves
Inspiration for the colorful cake mixes, created by Duff Goldman
Blue Suede Shoes by Elvis
Found at least 3 Pink Cadillac songs
Natalie Cole, Jerry Lee Lewis
And Prince won an Oscar in 1985 for Purple Rain
Trombonists of The Best Damn Band in the Land of The Ohio State University.
“It is one of the few all-brass and percussion bands in the country, perhaps the largest of its type in the world” wikipedia
TBDBITL is in the media a lot lately, most of it negative and all of that mess is being sorted out but-
Just look at what happened after the Ohio State Swim Club Swim Banquet.
Today as we left the McCorkle Aquatic Pavilion we saw this fine group of band members headed our way.
Now if there are four steadfast and loyal fans in Ohio, it is my grandchildren. Even Michael our native Floridian in his Orange and Blue.
Jack did his rendition of “dotting the i “and taking a bow which gave them a chuckle.
Then Jack (a native Buckeye) asked if they could play Hang on Sloopy (Wes Farrell /Bert Russell 1964 song) and they complied. As they played, Jack did the motions O-H-I-O with his arms and body.
What fun. A cool memory and experience for us all. but especially the kids.
Michael sporting his U of Florida colors
The scarlet and gray plumes had to be covered in plastic due to the rain.
Jack’s swim towel served as a banner as the trombonists posed with the grandchildren.
The Ohio State University band members received iPads yesterday that have an app that will have the formations that they execute so masterfully. Of course I had to ask how they learned them so well and it used to be charts on paper. Now it will be on iPads.
Four years ago the kids marched to the drums at the tryouts and I posted a blog about that in August 2010 so some of these trombonists were at that very tryout I photographed.
And here they are in concert last year so no watching their amazing marching but it’s the song
Looking up into the skylight, I saw this very interesting sculpture during my layover enroute to Florida. It’s made with plastic SOLO cups.
I read there are three other skylight art installations but I am returning through Baltimore.
As I write this post at almost midnight, I can hear the music still. Eddy Teach’s Raw Bar.
My friend Kristin and I walked by tonight. And of course I had my camera.
They were playing Rocky Top (Tennessee) originally recorded by the Osborne Brothers in 1967
A few months ago, I was knitting a little baby blanket which called for 4 skeins of yarn. My granddaughter Anna loved how the blanket felt to her touch.
She asked if I could make her a blanket. A big one. Certainly.
Eleven skeins later (and a lot of time sitting in the knitting bag, not being knit) summer break from school and a few long swim meets ( I perfected knitting a toasty blanket in 90 degree weather by draping it on an adjacent chair) the handknit blanket got finished!
I was returning home today (Tuesday) and completed the final stitch at yesterday’s swim meet. Phew! Anna would ask me how her blanket was coming along. I promised myself, I wouldn’t start another new project until this one was complete.
When we got home, Anna put it in the washing machine and sat and watched it for awhile. She set it for “quick wash” and then it had to be dried. it’s 100% man- made polyester (I know some knitters will disapprove it’ s not made with natural fibers )
But she said she didn’t like it, she LOVES it!
What else could a grandmother wish?
Monday night at the washing machine. Watching the time.
Tuesday morning. Piano practice.
The blanket reminds me of a chenille bedspread from the 1950’s. It is soft and squishy. Because the yarn is variegated, the color falls in random splotches.
Bernat Pipsqueak Yarn, Color Sittin’ Pretty
Pattern is the old basic dishcloth. Knit on the diagonal
Cast on 4 stitches.
K 2, YO, Knit to end. Repeat until half your yarn is used.
Then to decrease. K 1, K2 together, YO, K2 together, knit rest of row. Repeat until last four stitches then bind off.
Across the nation there were parades, memorial services, taps sounding in cemeteries, and specific names of friends and family on Facebook, asking for us to remember a lost friend, family member and soldier.
I received these two photos from my sister where she is visiting friends, south of Albany.
Mark’s birthday was today so his tribute was up for most of the 26th but didn’t want Memorial Day to pass without a post acknowledging it.
Some of the service member names engraved in bricks.
Twenty four notes. Taps.
The Origin of Taps, The Bugler’s Cry by “Jari Villanueva, a former ceremonial bugler at Arlington National Cemetery”
(General Daniel Butterfield- July 1862)