You can still get great tomatoes. Come January we’ll long for them.
I was at a friend’s house and she made corn for us.
Butter, salt and fresh black pepper.
I think it was the first ear of corn I ate all summer.
Had a half of an ear last Sunday at a Garden Party, but
will savor this photo come fall.
The challenge arrived this afternoon via email. Dialogue.
I looked for two photos from the suggestions below and this exchange jumped out first.
The challenge is 2 images “making the two images talk to one another”
“Not sure how to foster dialogue between two images?
*Photos of the same subject from different perspectives.
*Photos with similar color palettes, textures, or geometric shapes.
*A before-and-after or cause-and-effect composition.”
Centre Avenue on the way home from school. The lush green growth of summer.
I turned around after I’d passed it by,
pulled over to the curb, waited until the rush hour cars zipped past.
The reflection on the windshield was so bright, the atmosphere muggy, a bit of haze.
When Flat Ruthie was traveling courtesy of friend Shuey, she learned the origin of Kudzu and how it can grow a foot in a day.
The first photo with the red parking sign seems better but why I shot it so close to the edge of the frame is beyond me and I did it just the once.
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
The girls and I went to Aunt Lala’s today. Uncle James was at work.
Aunt Lala did the girls hair.
Then we hung out with Penny the Golden Doodle on the front porch and the girls loved the porch swing.
Anna and Penny traded bandanas and headbands. We had a relaxing summer afternoon.
Trying to not think about my return to school on Tuesday.
I used Laura’s sewing machine to stitch up the legs, arms and tails and now the two monkeys for Anna and her friend are ready to turn, stuff and stitch by hand. The socks were on Clearance for 93 cents at Target last year. I bought way too many thinking I would make a ton of monkeys.
Eight years ago I created a homemade book for granddaughter Anna for her third birthday. You know those blank white books you can buy in an art store or school supply? I photographed Baby Doll doing all sorts of things around the house and yard and swing set. I even had the photos printed on PAPER and mounted them on the pages and wrote a caption for each shot.
Anna wasn’t a collaborator then as it was a surprise for her.
You get the idea of the book I made. And I thought I could make another one, no problem. HA!
Today her sister Maura (5+) thought it would be a great idea to make a book together, starring her Bitty Baby and Chelsea baby dolls and her AG Clare. I thought it sounded like a good idea, too.
Only problem, Maura suddenly got into some unnatural poses and grimaces and it didn’t look right to me. Also the dolls seemed to have more vacant stares than good old Baby Doll (originally belonging to their mother Erika) who seemed MUCH more cooperative and responsive to my direction (plus it was my direction alone previously)
But I can learn from the experience of the photo shoot. The results did not match my vision. But Maura had a blast and likes the pictures and we all had a great laugh. Erika thinks my efforts are funny. I think it is good to show the outtakes sometimes, too.
I showed today’s pics to her mother Erika and she said she loved them all. Her brothers and sisters are the one who said that Maura looks like a Bobblehead in the one (due to Grandma’s angle and perspective)
Maura liked the photographs, just fine by her.
So here is what we came up with and for me it is back to the beginning and reworking the shots and getting Maura to ease up on the posing. Will see what we come up with on the next attempt.
Ooops down one subject
And the Bobblehead shot.
Monday morning started out foggy but as the day wore on it burned off.
And darn if I don’t have another Ailanthus tree to cut down and try and get the roots out. These supposed trees called Tree of Heaven are definitely invasive. Ugh.
Monday morning fog from the front porch
When I got to the Mellon Park fountain for a photo shoot, I saw a wedding bouquet and an abandoned fan with the names
Rae and Nick 8-2-14
And then right in the middle of the shoot, I met Margaret a 7 month old Giant Schnauzer named Margaret and I gave her owner a postcard with the blog address and said to email me and I’d send the pic. What a distinctive looking dog.
Margaret has a lot of creative energy. You can just tell. She is still a pup but about 70 pounds!!!
Well, Giant Schnauzer. A lucky dog to be a rescue.
Another view of the abandoned bouquet at the fountain.
In 1954, Frank Vittor (who has an interesting story if you click his name)sculpted a famous baseball player, Honus Wagner, honoring his contributions to baseball.
The Honus Wagner statue stands at the Home Plate Entrance of PNC Park, Pittsburgh PA. The statue has been in Schenley Park, Forbes Field and Three Rivers Stadium from what I researched before it was relocated to PNC Park.
I posted a St. Joseph the Worker statue in Homestead which was also sculpted by Mr. Vittor
Here is just one side of the base of statue I photographed this evening, of two young boys pointing up to Mr. Wagner on the pedestal above.
They just spoke to me. Maybe it was the way the light made their three dimensions pronounced.
You’ve all heard how valuable the Honus Wagner baseball card is. (millions paid)
Here is what the back of the statue says
(Back of base:)
ERECTED IN 1955
BY THE FANS OF AMERICA
IN HONOR OF A BASEBALL IMMORTAL
A CHAMPION AMONG CHAMPIONS
WHOSE RECORD ON AND OFF THE
PLAYING FIELD OF THE NATIONAL GAME
WILL EVER STAND AS A MONUMENT
TO HIS OWN GREATNESS
AND AS AN EXAMPLE AND INSPIRATION TO THE YOUTH
OF OUR COUNTRY
THE PITTSBURGH PROFESSIONAL BASEBALL ASSOCIATION
RELOCATED BY THE PITTSBURGH BASEBALL CLUB
FROM SCHENLEY PARK TO THREE RIVERS STADIUM
AND REDEDICATED JULY 21, 1972
SO THAT FUTURE PIRATE FANS WILL BE REMINDED OF HONUS WAGNER’S CONTRIBUTIONS TO BASEBALL IN PITTSBURGH.
Laura and James were leaving after Sunday dinner at Mark and Erika’s.
I said, “Grab Penny and I’ll take your photo” as the sun was setting and it was such a nice light.
And when I looked on the computer screen, there was Henry the Airedale, peering out of the storm door.
I can’t read his mind but there are several captions possible.
Penny was watching the neighbor instead of me.