Little Library at the Bus Stop

I had to stop and get out of my car to photograph this new (to me) scene.

Little Libraries have been posted on the blog before -in the snow , one Laura found and one in Pittsburgh on Friendship Avenue

Here’s the one I saw today

And a bench to sit on and read while you wait for the bus

Says Sweet 16 in the Year 1917

From my Grandmother’s Album.

Not sure about the significance of this photo. No recognizable relatives. Location is Durand , Illinois. At least this one is dated. My mother would have been five years old that year.

Any ideas on the occasion?

Scootering to School

This morning before I headed back to Pittsburgh, I got to walk with Charlie to school. He rides his scooter.

I tried to keep up but at least got the chance to document his early morning trek to school.

Wondering what they’ll do in the winter.

Fall Bees

The bees are sluggish as the seasons change.

Easier to capture a photograph as they’re not flitting from flower to flower.

Milkweed Bugs are not Pests

Milkweed bugs are NOT pests according to this article Lesser Milkweed Bugs (Lygaeus kalmii) and Large Milkweed Bugs (Oncopetus fasciatus), look very similar to each other. They are differentiated by size and the design on their backs.”

Charlie found these Milkweed Bugs on the milkweed as we walked around his neighborhood. Their coloring is a warning to predators, “don’t eat me!”

Close up of the Milkweed Bugs

Mirror Lake OSU

Mirror Lake Saturday late afternoon.

I was on my way to pick up Maura from Synchronized Swim Camp. I pulled over and rolled down my window. After I picked her up we drove by again. The sun was gone by that time. Glad I caught it when I saw it. Elusive light.

Around the Neighborhood

Laura and James and Charlie’s neighborhood.

I’ve noticed a tremendous increase in Halloween decorations in Pittsburgh, too.

Guess people are feeling the spirits?

Giant cat caught my eye
A Cheshire Cat on the porch roof
You can really say it glows
To get a better idea of the scale of that feline

Sunset at End of Soccer Practice

Columbus, Ohio. Charlie finished for the day.

Uncle Harold Milks a Cow c.1936

My father’s brother Harold Paul Hendricks was called “Butch” Born in 1928 .
I estimate he is about 8 or 9 years old
In a different part of the old sticky album.
No chance to see if there’s any writing on the back.

Wordless Wednesday

Boat on a fork. Forklift, that is.

I watched the forklift operator back up into the huge hangar (storage warehouse?), taking the boat with ease.