It’s always good news for the Burgh when the filmmakers come to town.
I saw a number of trucks and trailers in an East Liberty parking lot as I drove to school, early this morning.
I called to him and said “Enjoy the city while you’re here” and he said “I live here”
then he told me that 98% of the crew live in Pittsburgh.
He was very nice and I drove around the Penn Circle to get home and saw more trucks, lights and filming.
Stalled traffic made it easy to catch a couple of quick shots. On the way back from Bernadette’s South Side Bday party I asked Steve to swing by the route again on the way home. Still working into the night.
Got to eat
That was some giant spotlight illuminating the East Liberty Presbyterian Church
Not much to see really but a road closed and a blur of the Motor Square Garden dome in the background.
Steve was driving later
Right across from the hornet nest is one of the free standing libraries I’ve read about. Right in someone’s front yard.
We walked over and opened the glass door. Beautiful craftsmanship and the wood unweathered.
Turns out it was installed just this June.
We didn’t take a book but it was a nice find. And now we know where we can go to get a book, twenty four hours a day.
The plaque said Nicholas C Ridge Free Library and if you click on the link you can read the story.
The light was waning but took a few shots.
After dinner Steve said he wanted to go to Bloomfield/ Friendship neighborhood and show me an incredible nest, alive with hornets coming in and out. Perhaps an expert will be able to identify what type of hornet they are by the nest structure but after researching them when we got home tonight, I wish I had the telephoto lens and didn’t get quite as close with my 50mm fixed lens. I read about how they can sting multiple times and can be very dangerous to animals and humans. Hope no one decides to disturb this nest but it is so low to the sidewalk, hanging right over the middle, near a PAT bus stop.
from the other side you can see the nest entrance
Unsuspecting woman approaching the sidewalk where the hornet nest hangs.
You know how I love coffee. That one wonderful cup in the morning.
This morning I receive a text from a colleague who’s teaching art in a different school this year.
He texted where to come for coffee in East Liberty. Zeke’s. Huh? I couldn’t picture it in my mind.
Zeke’s Coffee on Penn Ave at Highland Ave. Only 1.5 miles from my home. I found it easily once I made the left turn onto Penn it was right there all the time.
And I’ve driven 50 feet from it several times a day and not turned down that particular block on my route.
Today was the first time I was introduced to the locally roasted delicious coffee. And they’ve been there since 2011!
I bought two bags for friends and family to try and my car smelled like a roastery when I got home. Mmmmmm.
Owned by Chris and Tom (who were out at Farmers Market selling the full one pound bags of their beans that they roasted themselves) In fact that’s how they started at Farmers Market and now they go to NINE of them. ( I looked it up and there was no apostrophe in Farmers Market)
I met Brye the baker (wife of Chris) and Alex was the barista and operated the register. I asked if I could photograph them for the blog and they agreed. Steve and I plan to return in the morning when they open at 8.
Below Polish Hill, turning onto Liberty Ave into the Strip District. Here is what I saw.
He got out from under the cars as we were all stopped at the red light.
Instead of crossing the road, he kept walking back under the cars.
Good thing I had my camera on the front seat.
Good thing he didn’t get squished. I felt sorry for the groundhog.
Too much concrete to burrow in.
(And my car windows need a wash)
Just a snippet. I saw movement.
Coming under the cars. Oh no.
Go the other way. He did eventually.
I felt badly for the groundhog but at least he finally made it to the side before the light turned green. But what then?
I took the first shot as I sat in my car, stuck in a long line of unmoving traffic, waiting for the zoo goers to drive out and find their way home.
Sigh. Camera on the passenger seat, a full stop.
I went home and changed and came back out and had to return the same route.
No traffic the other way, thank goodness.
I pulled over to photograph the hillside yard of sunflowers with the late afternoon sun coming through.
Now it is not the same as my friend Joyce’s field of sunflowers in Provence but they made me feel happy to look at them and I realized they didn’t have to mow that pesky steep hillside front yard.
and the Sunflower front yard from across the street when I was driving the opposite direction a bit later
Steve and I went over to Bloomfield Saturday night to see what was happening at Little Italy Days. We saw fire consumption as we did in June by @PghFireGirl
The recycled glass Aurora Lamps were eye-catching. And there were a ton of food vendors and food trucks.
We met Lenny and James and admired the BBQ trophies. James gave us a sample to take home and will be competing down at Heinz Field next week. The Wool Sports Logo Banners would look great at school in the counselor’s office.
Three years ago I photographed men playing Bocce under the Bloomfield Bridge on a regular Bocce Court.
And again at Little Italy Days last year.
Today after school, I was in Groceria Italiana picking up some ingredients for dinner and I saw the street closed off again and the men playing Bocce. The big tournament of matches is this weekend, teams competing against one another, the final matches on Sunday.
The gentlemen I photographed today said to get their picture today cause they wouldn’t be playing too long before being eliminated. One of the men was in a photograph I put on the blog three years ago. They were very gracious and remembered my photographing before. Looked it up right there on my phone and found the post with his photo.
This afternoon turned into a photographic study for me, anticipating the release of the ball, I forgot to go right home and make dinner I got so engrossed in watching.
The balls reacted differently depending on the direction they were thrown, due to the grain of the astroturf which is NOT the usual surface played upon.
Farther back to give the feel for the length of the court.
Trying to get as close as possible to the little white ball at the other end.
And the photograph from three years ago on the Bocce Courts under the Bloomfield Bridge. Moonrise over the Bocce Courts. The gentleman in the photo above is third from the left.
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So WordPress decided to change the editor where one creates a new post and I just couldn’t see how it is any sort of an improved model. Perhaps it just takes some getting accustomed to the new format?
“No worries, just switch to classic mode” they reassured me at the top of the WordPress Page. I clicked.
And then when you click :PREVIEW the post from the classic mode, it then reverts to the New Editor, it does not stay in “classic mode”
Life is all about change and our ability to adapt to change, right?
But sometimes CHANGE is NOT an improvement.
(And what the heck is the BEEP BEEP BOOP someone created for the loading while you wait? Oh my)
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming and I know talking about computer issues bores people.
MY SILHOUETTE GALLERY – You’ve seen a few of these before if you follow the blog
St. John at Cupples Field South Side
Looking up Murray Avenue
Dinosaur Demolition (you’ve seen this one before)
Celeste as a bride last weekend. I was actually trying to get a good silhouette but it didn’t quite work out.
Winter trees in Highland Park
No, not eaten. Made!
I can tell you that it is delicious. Today I was buying walnuts and Amish butter and fresh eggs to make biscotti.
On Tuesday they make ravioli. Mushroom, Imported cheese, artichoke, and many other varieties
Here is Carol in the Groceria Italiana (established 1958) in Bloomfield neighborhood of Pittsburgh.
She is of Irish German descent but is married to an Italian, she told me. Very hospitable and didn’t mind my questions at all.
There is a lovely photograph of Gloria who has passed but who made fresh pasta for years and years using these same machines.
One machine is 27 years old.
Thanks for letting me photograph the process with my iPhone. I will return with my good camera one of these days.
Another machine rolling the dough into strips.
Preparing the strips for the machine.
Here the pasta strips are being cut.
Carol can make 80 pounds of fresh linguine in a day!