Still playing around with the panorama option on the iPhone to capture the pool at night.
The weather has cooled down considerably so when you get out of the water, and the air hits you, it feels like fall. Brrrr. Last day of July.
Michael’s Lego man stands in the red light from the sun and he photographs it with my phone.
I got my camera to catch him photographing the scene.
One thing that occurs in the family is the grandchildren try their hand at photography, too. One of Michael’s photos from the iPhone!
The Girls at the Boy Scouts of America Booth- Eyeing Mobile Ropes Course
Michael and Maura eye Goldie and Tiger
We didn’t play any games but these goldfish were foisted on us by a girl who won them. Sadly, both are deceased already(the first within 24 hours) despite the investment in an aquarium with filter and lights and pretty gravel and conditioning the water etc etc.
The Railroad Display
Petting a calf. The calf was a prize in a drawing. No, we did NOT enter the drawing.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
All seven kids on the inflatable chair at the State Farm Booth. And obviously had them pose for this shot.
Tough challenge this week. For me, at least.
I didn’t want to post a painting from the Metropolitan Museum from my archives or someone else’s idea.
There have been a lot of creative and unusual masterpieces posted by fellow bloggers . And although there’s plenty of grandchildren artwork where I’m vacationing, how could I chose a single piece from one of the four?
In Ohio, there are no majestic tall ships with light on their sails like Frizz in Germany or Colline’s intricate handmade ship models, or Francine’s stunning views of the Grand Canyon or Meg’s post of Capri. Or Madhu’s edible masterpiece.
There are so many others to see and even a brand new grandchild for Gilly
So keeping it simple. Very simple
One more photo from the Ohio State Fair to meet theWeekly Photo Challenge: Masterpiece.
Look, an egg!
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
Today’s post is primarily people. A few animals. Or people and animals. The food highlights will be a separate post. Stay tuned for a Deep Fried Buckeye. No, I didn’t eat it but someone let me photograph theirs.
I accompanied two moms and seven children! We had a wonderful afternoon. Perfect summer day. Last year our visit to the fair was cut short by a severe thunderstorm. If you are new to the blog you can check it out here
Fans from the egg farmers- outside the Taste of Oho Pavillion- four of them are my grandchildren. Three are their friends.
Thanks for letting me photograph your shirt in the Taste of Ohio Pavillion
No, not going to guess my weight or age today!
Union General from the Civil War Encampment checks out the cowgirl boots
Being taken back to the livestock/ stall area after showing
Abe Lincoln chats with fairgoers
Cowgirl Boots galore
Posting a No Firearms sign on the Dairy Pavillion
Jack and Drew talk to the Pirate about missing treasure
At the Cardinal gate.
Bent traffic cone and Ohio State Trooper giving directions
Jack milked a cow. Why he put the sticker on his mouth is beyond me.We did not put it there!
Watching the pig races
Weaving a scarf
Rousing band music
Checking the bags of wool
The horse barn
Sleeping near the livestock
Waiting in line to milk the cow
Looking down the walkway lined with horse stalls
Exhausted. This woman takes a nap on the grass.
Perfect summer day. Last year our visit to the fair was cut short by a severe thunderstorm. If you are new to the blog you can check it out here
Three of the kids were playing in the sandbox and backyard tent when we saw and heard this blimp. They were really excited. It was going back and forth and all around. I had seen it earlier on Polaris Parkway but thought it was a tethered balloon for a used car place or something like that.
I shot the first with the phone and the second with the Canon 5D. I think the phone pic looks pretty good. But the larger file could withstand a crop to read the blimp’s lettering which we could not with our eye.
So it’s beer, day two!
And the advertising said:
Designate a Driver
(A crop from the photo above)
There- I put it right in the title – Horse Piss Beer- so there are no surprises about the photo of the day. I try to keep things family friendly on the blog but this is about family.
My son Mark is on business in Kentucky and sent me this on the phone tonight. He’s near Lexington. I love when my family sends me a photo and says “for the blog” and the other reason I’m posting-
My dad always told us that beer tasted like horse piss. I think that was to make us not want to drink it. Now he was born in 1912 in Farmersville Illinois and grew up on a farm that included horses but I doubt he actually tasted the urine from any horse. My parents didn’t drink but my father’s father surely did and that is why my dad did not. So maybe he knew what he was talking about, the taste was like the scent? One of the reviews of the beer said it smells like tomatoes.
This is not an endorsement for drinking this golden colored brew ( I went and read a few reviews and am not seeking a sample!) but their website states
“Horse Piss Beer is dedicated to helping others. A percentage of the sales of the beer and merchandise will be donated to help disabled jockeys and adoption programs for our equine friends.”
My father and his warnings about the taste of beer made me feel my dad was sending me a message with Mark’s photo. Seriously. And so I share it with you.
and a photo I took in a backyard at a birthday party almost two weeks ago (thanks BJ and T)
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.