Abstract gallery from archives
I don’t shoot many intentional abstracts
my photographic style more literal.
2- Raeffetto’s wild mushroom ravioli NYC
3- Lincoln Logs in the toy drawer Ohio
4-Twister Heinz History Center Pittsburgh
Ellie Valentine* is one of the nicest people I know, so when she invited me to attend this event I said if I’m in town, I’d go –#Creativesprint what it’s all about. Check out the link and anyone can sign up. Free.
She thinks I’m perfect for this 30 day challenge. That it will be easy for me.
Hope so. (The last challenge I signed up in the new year, I abandoned the effort early on, uh-oh)
Voodoo Brewery is located in the old firehouse in Homestead on Ninth Avenue
The theme for the photo challenge this week was Half-light. I’m back in the Burgh after a Spring vacation to New York City and Ohio.
By the time I left the University Commons, I missed the half-light.
It was almost dark.
I titled this series a fourth-light.
I like the dark blue sky backdrop for a few of Pittsburgh’s iconic structures.
I’d enjoyed my friend Cj’s poetry reading at Carlow U. Tuesday night.
(All shot with the iPhone camera)
“George Washington passed through here on November 30, 1753”
Last Saturday I was on my way to Harmony.
Turns out my route was on Washington’s Trail. You can click the link and get the driving route for Western Pennsylvania. I ended up on the trail by chance.
I just love the phone numbers on this sign.
Built in 1914
Harmony – the weekly photo challenge.
I thought a report from Harmony, PA would make an interesting and different post.
Always seeking fresh blog content.
I was already out in my car and drove along the Ohio River without the the GPS. When I put Harmony PA into Maps App I was taken first to the street signs at the bottom of this post. Harmony, Pennsylvania is about 30+ miles north of the city, Pittsburgh.
Unfortunately the Harmony Museum was closed for the day by the time I got to town so will find a willing friend and return. (Preferably on a Spring day with some blue sky.)
I read they have a German Christmas Market, too. Views of Main Street and
We will have lunch at the Stohr Haus Bakery .
Have to plan to arrive at the right time, next time.
Open Wed-Fri 7-2 Saturday 8-2
Below -the Historical Marker for the Harmonist Cemetery.
“Graves were not marked”
Have you ever seen a cemetery without a single marker?
Today I shopped in the gallery- bought tea towels and a baby quilt.
Because I took a circuitous route, avoiding the interstate and driving the secondary roads, my phone GPS took me to 3 Harmony signs near the town of Baden, PA. Unintentional but interesting to find three Harmony signs.
Received a great response from Harmony Museum Thanks Ruth!! A great time to visit us next would be June 11th. It is our Herb & Garden Fair (at our Harmonist Barn), Fiber Festival in town, and Springfest in town. Lots going on! Free shuttle between the barn and town. Food, entertainment, artists, demonstrations, so much to photograph that day! Starts at 9 am and runs until 3 pm, though the shops are open later than that!
Poor Richard’s Almanac – Benjamin Franklin
“Set in the Old Original Bookbinders, Jose Garces’ saloon offers seafood, a raw bar & retro drinks.”
I had the New England clam chowder, which was very good. And the Fish and Chips. The chips cooked in beef fat. I asked why they were so tasty!
The shiny dark wooden bar was built in the late 1800’s and shipped in the forties from a Nevada ghost town, according to the bartender. Little candles flickering add ambiance.
Original floors, original leaded windows.
You can see the raw bar with the oysters resting on crushed ice below
Philadelphia architecture. A mixture of old and new. I.M. Pei – the architect of the Society Hill Towers. There are three towers of condos on five acres.
Ben Huberman of WordPress challenged bloggers to post an image that illustrated their State of mind.
We arrived in Philadelphia this afternoon.
Walking where my parents walked when they lived in the city of brotherly love. 1971-1983
Below the Theater of the Living Arts on South Street. The scene where my dad pushed his grandson Mark in a stroller and a Philadelphia magazine photographer captured them-