Cheri Lucas Rowlands presented the Weekly Photo Challenge
Circle “you might consider what this familiar shape represents: the cycle of life and death, infinity, perfection, and more.”
As I pulled down Laura and James’ driveway, I saw the Christmas tree at the curb, ready for pick-up.
Charlie’s first Christmas tree.
He was six months old on Christmas Day.
I put the emergency brake on, got out and saw the blogpost photo for the weekly photo challenge.
Update Monday afternoon : So I went and bought a saw at Loews this morning and cut a slice off the bottom to make an ornament for next year’s tree. Thanks Julia for the idea.
Not quite alliteration with the “g” but this is one majestic tree in Highland Park, Pittsburgh PA.
Ginkgo has several spellings and there are male and female trees. The golden fan leaves make it one of the prettiest trees in autumn.
View one of the Giant Golden Ginkgo Tree
View 2 I felt the telephone pole was in the way but the light is different from this angle.
She was in the passenger seat. We had just left Laura’s. The traffic was backed up for the railroad crossing.
She caught the tree with the formerly green leaves, now rust colored. Don’t want to see the summer end.
My friend Ginny planted this tree in my backyard as a memorial to my parents. When Spring comes, despite the low temps tonight, the buds cluster and bloom all along the branches.
It is a most beautiful tree.
Soon the heart shaped leaves will appear.
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
Serenity – continued. Finding photos to go with this week’s theme has been satisfying. Thanks for looking at today’s gallery of images that feel peaceful in a variety of ways.
Schenley Park tree.
Just a couple of weeks ago. The setting sun coming through the leaves.
When I came home from school on Friday, I found the unraked leaves with raindrops on the undersides of some of them. I saw the orange tree leaves glowing like embers, with the water drops at their tips.
My driveway needs to be raked.
But if it were raked, I would have missed these jewels.
The heart shaped leaves are from the Eastern Redbud tree.
the fronts of the leaves are wet all over. The backs of the leaves, the water beads up.
Below, a single leaf on the Eastern Redbud that Ginny planted as a memorial to my parents. A lone water drip at the tip.
When one of the grandkids sees something when they’re out and about and thinks-
“oooh, a good one for Grandma’s Blog”, takes a picture to send to me, I like to share it.
Good to encourage their “seeing”.
I told Anna I’ll help her start a blog of her very own. I think she has a great eye. She could start once a week, not daily.
Two years ago Anna took the photo of the pick up truck filled with mannequin legs, headed “to the dummy store.”