We were in Kiddie Land at Kennywood Amusement Park in West Mifflin, PA. There were several rides my granddaughter Anna couldn’t ride with her brothers and sisters because she’s grown too tall.
She squeaked by into this one.
Here are fellow bloggers posts for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Growth.
In Lawrenceville. As I walked over the 40th Street Bridge I looked up and saw all these houses packed so closely together.. There was no air between the rooftops. Reminded me of a difficult jigsaw puzzle.
And the birds flew up into the shot. I was wishing I had taken my new fingerless gloves from Christmas. Just left the Millvale Post Office (no line!) to mail Joanne’s Christmas box I’d been driving around for three weeks. And the cards that each needed an additional 5 cent stamp. As I came back over the Allegheny I saw the light stream down onto the city. Pulled into the Bus Stop indentation at the end of the bridge, put the flashers on and walked to the center. Fortunately the light was still there. Could have used a filter, too, but it was a stunning late afternoon in winter. Could feel the bridge vibrate as I stood out on the walkway.
When I hear Flatiron, I think New York City and according to Wikipeida the NYC one was built in 1902. This flatiron shaped building in Pittsburgh is listed as being built c.1885. Triangular buildings and other odd shaped structures are listed at waymarking.com.
Mark says, “it looks like a picture some person took when they pulled over to the side of the road.” Yep! That’s it. Old Washington Ohio again. Sometimes you just aren’t sure why you photograph something but you don’t want to regret that you didn’t later, so you shoot, look at the pictures later. You respond to something you see. Shoot it. And wonder. What was someone thinking? How did this come to be here? I know there is a backstory. Aren’t outhouses usually in the back of the house? Clearly whomever placed it here wanted people to see it. And so you are…..
Braving the snowstorm to look for food. This is one we caught, had fixed and returned to wild.
If you were to study this photo, write down everything that came to mind, a list of words, classmates remembered turning their back to undress for gym? Perhaps the the start of a poem/short story. We used to polish KEDS. try to not let the white rub off onto the marroon gymsuit, which had to be inspected for the ironing, the embroidered name above the left pocket. Like the military. Girls danced the Mexican Hat Dance to scratchy records, and square dancing,too. We actually marched around in formations on rainy days.