The result of an enthusiastic snow plower.
A pile of asphalt chunks by where I parked.
I photographed it as I was getting ready to head home this afternoon
Can you find the “puppy”? and the “smiling face”?
Like a sculpture garden as I made my way into school this morning
Cinderblock in the snow
and how the school looked through my impressionistic windshield-
on my way home
After breakfast in Ohio. The hope of an imminent Spring.
Thought the tulips would help counteract the snowy landscape this morning.
A single petal fell off and froze quickly.
Here is Long Tail the feral cat in the garage. You may know the story about Ann next door who was in her nineties and passed and we caught two of the four young cats she’d collected and had them neutered and vaccinated and released. How they survive the sub zero temps is astounding. Steve feeds them and made a shelter.
The Weekly Photo Challenge is supposedly the Rule of Thirds but the presentation of the challenge is so completely different from what I have been taught and teach- I thought of adding the grid on some of these images to size them up. But decided to just go with what I see as broken up into thirds, or in some cases threes.
Confined myself to a NYC archive to simplify the selections. My gallery doesn’t fit the parameters of the suggested minimalist, off center subject and a blurry background.
Headed to the garage, time for school.
I make tentative choices- try to place my feet
When I unlock the car, the rear lights show where it’s rough on the
temporary ice rink.
Thaw and melt
makes frozen glass on top of gravel and mud. I saw the moon.
Down the slick hill to the main road,
I pulled over, waited for cloud cover to move
A couple of grainy cell phone pics, try to capture the moon, the mood-
then off to work.
Do you “think about size relationships when you look” at the photos?
Going to see what else I can come up with this week, specifically for the challenge.
Jack and Maura at the North Side near the Children’s Museum – Ned Kahn’s Cloud Arbor
Flat Ruthie and Found Friends
My sister Mary, Kristin (Happy Birthday to you!) and Rick with Mona Lisa Mural in Columbus
Cameron’s Hand and His Mom’s
I’m helping out with the grandkids this weekend.
At breakfast, I looked out the kitchen window and saw rays of sun.
Threw a coat over my pajamas, added my hat, laced up my boots, got my camera, and tried to capture some winter sun.
Worried about that groundhog seeing his shadow on Groundhog’s Day.
the edges of the metal decorative windmill
Frost pattern on wooden that didn’t get put inside in the fall
Swing Set Chains, one rubber coated,the other metal.
Two hour delay for school this morning. Teachers to report on time or as close to it as they can, safely. I was making it!
I drove by “the find”. but when I got to the top of the intersection by school, I turned around on the snowy hill and went back and captured what I saw in the trash.
Snow on a discarded cat tree started my day.
The snow on the cat tree shapes caught my eye.
Across the street( from my second turn around) I saw these windshield wipers standing at attention.
Then on the way home from school, I thought I’d see how my favorite tree in the nearby park was looking with the snow on the branches. Looks identical to my other photos of this particular tree in the park when it snows but I felt happy it was there.
I like it when a color photograph looks black and white
The snowman was a bonus and I even got out of my car and trudged through about 6 inches to find him with sunglsses, branches for arms and a carrot nose. As my friend V, who had been shoveling earlier, said “The snow is perfect to make a snowman.”
How the light changes throughout the day. When I got home, The Mary statue I rescued from someone’s trash a few years ago had a halo of fresh snow. She was painted by the puppeteer, Laura O.
Our Lady in the Snow
Steve said it was Robbie Burns birthday today. Born January 25, 1759.
We missed the fancy fundraiser for the museum last week, the Haggis and men decked out in kilts of their clan.
We missed the “not your grandfather’s ” Robert Burns birthday party in Lawrenceville and the one on the South Side with all kinds of scotch at Piper’s pub.
But we got to pay homage to the Scottish poet, just before dusk. The end of a January gloomy Sunday.
We headed out to Schenley Park to the Robert Burns statue (by Scottish sculptor J. Massey Rhind) and it started to snow.
Right next to Phipps Conservatory.
Mrs. Peacock sounds like a game of clue but here is a snippet of the article in the Mary 3, 1914 Post-Gazette.
For a list of Robert Burns memorials around the world, click here
“The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men,
Gang aft agley.
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
(To A Mouse)”
― Robert Burns, The Works of Robert Burns
My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.”
― Robert Burns
from Tam o’Shanter
But pleasures are like poppies spread—
You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river—
A moment white—then melts forever.
“And man, whose heav’n-erected face
The smiles of love adorn
Man’s inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!”
― Robert Burns
My Floridian friend Kristin is braving the elements and skiing in Colorado.
This is the view upon awakening. She emailed it to me this morning.
I thought it fit in nicely with the theme of the week- serenity.
Thanks Kristin. Was the world muffled?
(Almost looks like a black and white photo)