It was time for Grandma (AKA Froo Froo Ruthie) to go home.
My car was packed and I’d left Mark and Erika’s house to head to James and Laura’s house. About a twenty minute drive. Had to drop off the cast iron griddle gift left by the couch.
Drive back to Pittsburgh.
The one thing I didn’t really do on Christmas day was take any photos. It’s hard to be a participant AND a photographer simultaneously.
It can interfere with your living in the moment and enjoying those you are surrounded by. A camera can be a barrier, a distraction, an annoyance to others- sometimes I’m unobtrusive and candid and they ignore me…..but I said to James and Laura I was leaving and the one thing I didn’t get was a family photo of them at Christmas. And I’d really like to get one of their family I’d gotten Mark and his family on Christmas eve in the usual spot after church.
Okay, get Penny a milkbone biscuit. And Charles got an animal cracker/cookie.
Bribery. This group family photo will just take a sec, a little tasty bribe….. OOPS
Penny’s nose was right at the level of Charlie’s animal cracker.GULP. One big bite for Penny. And in the second photo you can see how Charlie felt about losing his snack.
We’ll get that family photo another visit. Thanks for letting me try.
Saturday morning I photographed the pancakes and put the iPhone on the table. Maura said, “what’s that camera noise?” Henry nuzzled the open camera app and captured the red tablecloth. Maybe a smudge of butter on it that drew him to the circle at the bottom of the screen.
Shades of Rothko? Definitely abstract.
And here he is taking up most of the bed while I’m visiting for the weekend.
Alaskan sock yarn was the quest. And this was the place to find it.
I ‘d researched on the computer from Pittsburgh, prior to our trip.
Knitty Stash is the home of Alaskan Yarn Company , right in Homer, Alaska where we were headed.
Gorgeous hand painted sock yarn with special Alaskan colorway names that invite you to knit your Alaskan experience, right into a pair of socks ( or shawl, cowl, etc) “Our Alaskan color way: Kachemak Bay, Lupine, Arctic Autumn, Northern Lights and Fireweed and Denail Autumn and High Bush Cranberry” You can click here to see what they look like knitted up
Yarn store number three on the great Northwest adventure.
You meet the nicest people. My friend Lisa and I went back on Tuesday night and watched the three women use spinning wheels, turning fiber into yarn.
Meet shop owner Jules and her sweet dog Ruby.
Jules made the knitting artwork out of duct tape with the help of a friend! Weatherproof..
You can see some of the colorways on the wall in this shot. I focused on Jules so the background a bit soft focus.
My quest was satisfied and I mailed some skeins the next day. It was here, waiting for me when I got home. I’ve wound one colorway already. Will keep you posted.
Here are the colors close up, borrowed from Knitty Stash site so you can see how lush they are.
I did not take the yarn photo below, but I wish I had bought all the colors and taken it! Thanks Jules.p.s. If you missed my 4/27/16 post on The Satisfaction of Sock Knitting you can read it here
These are four of my own grandchildren. Should be easy, right?
Try to remain patient, I tell myself.
Don’t worry if it is not the day for a photograph.
Even if the weather is perfect and the colorful fall leaves are still on the trees.
Get kids involved in an activity to take their mind off the lens.
Two different days.
The idea is to get a nice photograph to send in a Christmas card, show how they’ve grown.
Hats make shadows on faces and features obliterated. Oops!
Solids are least distracting.
and yesterday’s attempt
You can always resort to running and jumping as I have in the past, when all else fails.
Let them make a funny face, then a serious one.
Remember it’s a bit easier WITHOUT the dogs
Impromptu, candids can come out the best
You could write a caption for this photo. It looks as if I posed them in this stance. We were walking back to our apartment
I asked if it would be okay if I took their photo. Well, in gestures. The man agreed.
The dog sat so handsomely.
His owner tried to get him to look at me, turn his face. So kind. I said, no problem, don’t worry, it’s okay.
Not sure what had his attention down the path towards the market but he sat so still, at the ready.
Laura is the one who spotted this parking spot. We were waiting for a taxi.
She asked, “Did you photograph the Dog Parking? and I said, “HUH?” but there it was. Thanks, La. Good find.
Seems everyone took their dog right inside the shopping area. Park your dog at King Cross