Trio. You know I had to put the obvious first. The literal.
Dwayne Dolphin on bass at the Trimont for the Touchstone Fundraiser. I’ll have to get the names of the other musicians.
Recycling in Zagreb
Silhouettes watch city in fog -Duquesne Incline Platform
A repeat if you’re a follower -I think this trio is hard to top
Lots of good.things come in threes. There might have to be a second gallery of Trio this week.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Treat.”
Everyone going to get a treat.
They really go all out. Dry ice machine. Strobe lights. Music and scary sounds. There are friends and neighbors dressed up amidst the mannequins. Some of the children stay on the sidewalk and watch and don’t go near the entrance.
Sweet. A fun challenge to respond to this week. Treat.
Jen H says “Treats and indulgences can take many forms. Share yours with us!”
Here’s a gallery from our recent trip.
Frozen Wind/Icy Wind on the left (and a recipe for icy wind cake I found for it online)
Vincek Ledeni vjetar (left)and on the right Vincek Boem šnita
from Vincek Bakery in Zagreb Croatia
Matthew saw the cake we ordered and said, “Ahhh famous frozen wind cake” Icy wind came up as the recipe but we liked the sound of his calling it Frozen Wind. It was delicious.
Two Windows in Salzburg- same store
Tea and Apple Strudel on the Sound of Music bus tour. Notice there are two in a paper for “takeaway”
You saw the Salzburg Nockerl on a recent post
Perhaps chocolates are your treat -another window in Salzburg
or perhaps you prefer something salty
This week, show us something careful — a photo taken with care, a person being careful, or a task or detail requiring care. Michelle W.
Here is my gallery of careful.
Careful not to drop her, Mom.
Putting on her seatbelt.
Careful not to touch the soft spot
Maura in the deer stand at the farm
St. George Island FL
Holding him so he doesn’t roll off the ottoman.
Mike the balloon guy taking care to tie the balloon.
So very careful, Michael. Nice!
(Extra)ordinary “Things or settings we might overlook at first glance. Whether in a new or familiar place, I try to keep my eyes open — to look for beauty or interestingness where I least expect it.” Cheri Lucas Rowlands
Not an ordinary puddle.
After a week of constant rain, the sun came out just before sunset.
With the ripple. A passerby hit the water.
Did I mention I left my camera in the apartment? Shot with the iPhone camera.
Krista Stevens at WordPress challenged bloggers this week with this prompt “Have you ever felt like the world was being a bit too rowdy? Where things and people were pushing in, crowding out your quiet thoughts — the ones that need time and space to surface?” Yes, Krista, yes.
My number one Happy Place? cuddling a grandchild in my arms, getting them to smile or the growing up grandchildren sitting next to me on the couch, reading a book or playing a game. Laughing with grandchildren is the best.
And there’s the knitting I go to-another happy place- a form of meditation, the repetition- but this post shows my kitchen where I can ward off winter chills (or autumn chills) and feel all is right in the world. (Even if it’s not.)
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First Day of Winter Still Life in My Kitchen
Friends joined me for tea, even though they weren’t in Pittsburgh.
You can see out the kitchen back door window to the back porch and garage, the bare trees. The shortest day of light. Winter officially here.
Two dear friends in KY sent a shipment of fancy English muffins and the Fed Ex man delivered them Wednesday afternoon. It seemed a good time to split one, toast it and spread some butter (with my Grandmother’s silver butter knife) and spoon some apricot preserves.
Went to fire up the kettle to brew tea but I’d burned the kettle dry on Monday so boiled a pot of water to make the tea. Pulled out the camera on the phone to capture the scene
Oranges were on sale 10 for $2 today and lately they were almost a dollar apiece.
A faithful blog reader in Virgina, C, (and best friend of a my good friend J in Omaha) made me the little quilted mug mat last year and it was J who gave me the lidded butter dish another year. The Botanic Garden mug matches my mother’s cereal bowls.
I was home alone but in the presence of friends and family remembered. Finding the joy of winter. My neighbor called to report a vibrant rainbow spotting and perhaps I could photograph it. i went outside and it was still raining and saw the colored arch across the street. I photographed it but it didn’t make the cut for posting but i appreciate when people see something and I come to mind. There was thunder and lightning, too.
Yes, that is a stack of woven potholders on the left counter top.
Boundaries. Some people have none.
The creator of the challenge Ben Huberman says,”This week, let’s explore the creative potential of limits, borders, and dividers of all types.”
Here are a few visible from the archives
Keeping in her lane at the swim meet.
Finding the turtle soup sign. Taken by Anna. I was driving.
Ninth Street Bridge. Allegheny River. The night before the Pickle Festival.
Forbes Field Wall where Pittsburgh Pirate Bill Mazeroski hit his famous homerun to win the 1960 World Series.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Change.”
Little locust leaves litter the steps, wet from the rain