Jack was invited to an birthday party at the ice skating rink. He was so excited. Mark took him.
We came an hour later for “free skate” but I didn’t don skates.
A good photo op for Grandma, who happened to have the real camera, not just the iPhone.
Lots of reflections, not enough light or too much light.
Made adjustments.
On the way home I got to photograph a brightly lit house display as I was in the passenger seat.
Headed to the garage, time for school.
I make tentative choices- try to place my feet
When I unlock the car, the rear lights show where it’s rough on the
temporary ice rink.
Thaw and melt
makes frozen glass on top of gravel and mud. I saw the moon.
Down the slick hill to the main road,
I pulled over, waited for cloud cover to move
A couple of grainy cell phone pics, try to capture the moon, the mood-
then off to work.
Michael got a camera for Christmas from his other grandmother (F.F. Marlene), and was eager to try it out. He was having fun at the Chiller rink on Friday . Matthew skated up to the glass and smiled at Michael. Michael captured Uncle Matty’s image. He was so excited when he pressed the arrow and saw it on the screen.
When you are little there are lots of “firsts”. First tooth, first words, first steps, first day of school, first time on skates, first time for any number of things. As we age the number of “firsts” decrease. Everyone cleared the rink. Michael was mesmerized by the “Mighty Machine” (his favorite show) that drove out onto the ice. You see an ice machine the word Zamboni comes to mind. He barely blinked as he watched the man drive the Zamboni around the ice.
