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.
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
I had the camera already as I was photographing Mark grilling trout on a cedar plank. The late afternoon light was perfect.
Maura was running running running.
Old Grandma photographed her but Maura didn’t think anything of it and ignored my shooting.
Thought these two photos of Anna at the Dive Meet Monday afternoon, illustrate the concept of freezing a moment in time.
I shoot singly, not in a burst, try to anticipate the moment to click the shutter. Shot these with my 70-200 Canon lens. It was a hot day.
After six days in Pittsburgh- they got out of the car,
retrieved their suitcases and headed up the hill.
They were happy to go to Grandma’s and happy to return home.
Maura made it to the stoop first, Jack’s suitcase fell over. Michael was watching Jack.
The boys changed and we headed to the baseball field
Waiting on the bench
Jack as catcher
After the game, Anna set up this photo of the four of them when I said let’s get one of the four kids together. Cheesy but fun!
Anna enjoyed her week as an “only child”.
Back of my neck feeling dirty and gritty.
This is a photograph without a caption other than waiting. One of my self-assignments is to experience more street photography this summer.
Taken with a 100-300mm Canon lens. The old lightweight one. Bought it used for $150 at the Camera Repair store.
Shot through the driver’s side glass when I was at a red light. I think I was spotted.
Drove back from Columbus to Pittsburgh with the youngest three grandchildren for a vacation at Grandma’s House.
We went downtown toPNC Park to see the Pirates game. It was Pittsburgh Public Schools Night.
Wasn’t sure how I’d manage with all three ( 5, 7 and almost 9) but it was fine. There was a mixture of fun and boredom for them.
A hot summer night. No rain. Saw a lot of students from school and the grandchildren seemed fascinated as the kids called my name.
Our seats had a great vantage point for the activity on the Allegheny River, too.
Gateway Clipper Ships Pass Under Roberto Clemente Bridge on the Allegheny River
Anticipating the release of the pitch Pirates lost to Cincinnati Reds 6-5
Always like to get a shot of the Cotton Candy Man
A lot of energy left at 10 PM. Home to Grandma’s House.
Photographed last June when I visited my sister.
Mango Vendors on the sidewalks of New York City.
And here is a link to an article Fruit of her labor is to put kids through college by Roslyn Kramer
Don’t you want to be Raggedy Andy so your old grandmother can capture the moment?
Ahhh, no thanks.
I’ll just stand between the two heads.
so here is Maura between Raggedy Ann and Andy
Okay, got it.
When I saw this tonight it struck me funny. I’d forgotten about the fun time we had at Idlewild Park and was thinking about all the grading I need to accomplish this weekend for the upcoming progress reports at school.
And I saw Maura refusing the standard photo opportunity at the amusement park. She did not want to stick her head in the hole. Maybe she thinks it is a silly plan to do so. We sure found a ton of ovals in wooden cut outs. Wonder who started the first one years ago. Seems a standard practice on the boardwalk. We were here. I’ve seen them for Civil War or old fashioned sepia pics offered for $.
A few more….
Jack agrees to be Raggedy Andy- on the fly, that is.
Michael is totally agreeable to the task at hand. Thanks, Making it easy on Grandma,
Jack and Anna in the old fashioned car
Maybe next year, Maura. Peek- a -boo. Need a bit more height for this one.
Photographed during a walk this summer, I’m always trying to keep up…. as I was looking for a photo to post tonight, I was reminded me of an ongoing issue in the city. Probably in most cities and towns across the nation.
There are responsible dog owners (xxooxx) and irresponsible dog owners :-(.
You read about it on the neighborhood list-serve. Complaints. Or see it when you take a walk in the nearby park. Or find a deposit on your lawn. Uh-oh. I think there are more responsible dog owners than not but thought this was a good illustration of a couple of responsible ones.
Laura and Anna walking Penny and Henry in mid-July.
Summer vacation’s a wonderful break from the school year.
Have to report back to school two weeks from tomorrow 8-20.
It’s difficult to see summer come to a close. Even the weather seems tinged with fall.
Trying to keep the blog in “real time” and needed a Pittsburgh photo to post tonight. I shot this when Steve and I went on the Ducky Tour.
The Pirates are playing the Marlins at PNC Park tomorrow night. And tickets are in hot demand these days! GO BUCS!
This mannequin sports PIRATES ink. I’d never seen a tattooed mannequin before this one. Shot through the store window at Station Square.
As promised yesterday, here’s a sampling of the food available at the Ohio State Fair.
People were generous in allowing me to photograph the food they purchased and were about to consume.
I’m sorry I didn’t get pics of the actual Roast Beef Sundae and the Donut Burger. There is a lot more to see and eat.
Chocolate Covered Frozen Banana with Sprinkles
The Ribbon (potatoes fried) with Cheese and Ranch Dressing.
Deep Fried Everything
Deep Fried Buckeyes
Cotton Candy Booth
Dipping the Roasted Corn in Butter
A Burger in a Donut for a Bun
Peppers and Onions on the Grill
Muddy Pigs Booth
Fairgoers eating Deep Fried Turkey Legs?
The Butter Cow Sculpture
(I wanted to see this as I remember seeing one a long time ago when I was young)
I read an interesting obituary in the New York Times Norma Lyon, the Butter Cow Lady in 2011
543 Hours to Create the Butter Sculpture Display Kept at 46 degrees F
Ohio State Fair Youth Choir Founder, Glenville Thomas (d. 1991) Honored in Butter Sculpture
Kettle Corn Booth
French Fries Booth
Funnel Cake with Powdered Sugar on Top
Four grandchildren in the backyard
+Four White Lightning Sticks with strobe effect (@$5)
+Grandma’s camera on bulb setting, propped on the garden fence.
+Energy and Enthusiasm for the experiment
= ________________________ FUN!
We started out slowly, sitting down on the lawn.
I suggested a little more movement. I’d say they complied on both of these shots.
Michael, Maura, Anna and Jack with their White Lightning Sticks in the Backyard
The final one, directed by Anna, Circles all around. She staggered her siblings so no one hit one another. It started to get buggy. We’ll try again another night.
Swim and Dive Team Pool Party Celebration Tuesday July 16th A hot, humid day so the water felt refreshing.
Lifeguard on Duty
The whistles blew and everyone got out of the pool due to lightning. Time to go home.
Dear Followers, Readers, Friends and Family,
Thanks for all the lovely comments and emails. I appreciate the good words and your cheering me on.
It was fun to share celebrating the four year mark of the blog.
I think my headline/title confused some people as I meant I was just starting the fifth year of blogging as the four year anniversary occurred.
Late afternoon photo of the abandoned boat
at Smith Mountain Lake Virginia
Earlier in the day photo of the abandoned boat. I’d say it’s been there for awhile.
An assignment in photo class, take a photograph of the same scene at different times of day. Check.
Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia.
Michael talks to 3 month old Henry, (the Airedale Terrier puppy) on the boat.
Henry wore a life jacket and did a bit of doggy paddle with the family but was glad to get out of the water and shake off.
Henry is losing his black puppy hair on his face and as Mark said today, he is looking more “Airedaley”.
Don’t know the people who paid an extra $15 to be pulled up high on a cable and released. It sure looks high!
Summer coming to a close.
Officially summer on the calendar but nothing like Back-to-School to bring it to a close. Summer vacation has been wonderful. Relaxing and lots of time with the family. Reading a book, flipping through a magazine, lazing about on the hammock, getting things done or not. Fresh sliced tomatoes with salt and pepper. Summer’s grand.
Then school started with meetings and room set up and although it was a short week of actual teaching(2 days), the back to school feeling is in earnest and a new cycle has begun
A bit hot and muggy tonight from the rain, I can’t hear the cicadas but the change of season is impending. The earlier sunsets. Something about the feel of the air. Today we saw swarms of students shopping for wastebaskets and bedding, eating ice cream as they crossed the street. The city has a different feel since they’ve returned to campuses.
I converted both images to black and white to unify them for the thought of swimming in summer and then a different pool, just drained for the season. You get ideas. Some work. Some don’t.
Swimming at Aunt Linda’s neighbor’s pool-
St. Basils on Brownsville Road in the background. Phillips Park Pool in Carrick. Shot at the Corn Festival.
Last Saturday I went to the Carrick Corn Festival at Phillips Park, across the street from the high school where I’d just started my new position (digital photography teacher) the day before. Our principal had invited us to attend and get to know the community plus it was a chance to see the Marching Band perform and shoot some photos of the event. There were Irish Step Dancers and Bhutanese Dancers and I’ve quite a few views of the corn being shucked and boiled, dripping in butter but this is the photo of the day.
At one of the booths, this man was writing people’s names and telling their meaning. I asked if I could photograph his dog (Shammy) who was by his side with a bowl of water on the grass. Sean told me that I should have seen her at the St. Patrick’s Day parade and he shared some snaps of her in her outfit. Here he’s picked her up for another pose. Even though I was short on cash, this generous gentleman wrote the meaning of my name Ruth (a friend to all) on the back of a prayer card, using a calligraphy pen in neat writing.
Not just any prayer card but the patron saint of photographers.
He’d asked me if I knew who the patron saint of photographers was and I ‘d no idea.
He told me the story of St. Veronica and her capturing the image of Jesus’ face in the cloth she offered to him.
Receiving this unexpected gift felt like a special blessing at the start of of the new school year. Thank you Sean.