Along Grant Street, downtown Pittsburgh, after being released from jury duty. You know how I like reflections.
I walked a few blocks to the train station to meet Steve who was picking me up.
There must have been a lot of rain while I was inside the courthouse all day.
Freeport Road in Aspinwall. All traffic stopped. No young geese splatted on this busy road today. Goose is such a funny word.
And to make today’s post slightly more interesting check out TheFreeDictionary
1. n. a silly oaf; an oaf. Oh, I’m such a silly goose!2. tv. to (attempt to) poke something, such as a finger, in someone’s anus. Freddy tried to goose me!3. n. an attempt to goose someone. (As in sense 2) He tried to give me a goose.4. tv. to rev up an engine; to press down hard on the accelerator of a car. Why don’t you goose the thing and see how fast it’ll go?5. n. an act of suddenly pressing down the accelerator of a car. Give it a good goose and see what happens.
McGraw-Hill’s Dictionary of American Slang and Colloquial Expressions Copyright © 2006 by The McGraw-Hill Companies, Inc. All rights reserved.
- (you) silly goose
- a goner
- a wild goose never laid a tame egg
- a wild-goose chase
- can’t say boo to a goose
- cook goose
- cook someone’s goose
- get goose bumps
- get goose flesh
- get goose pimples
- golden goose
- gone coon, a
- gone goose
- goose bumps
- goose egg
- goose pimples
- goose up
- Kill the goose that lays the golden egg
- kill the goose that lays the golden eggs
- not say boo to a goose
- one’s goose is cooked
- sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander, what’s
- send on a wild-goose chase
- silly as a goose
- silver goose
- the goose hangs high
- what’s good for the goose is good for the gander
- What’s sauce for the goose
- What’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander
- wild goose chase
- wild-goose chase
- wouldn’t say boo to a goose
The city of Pittsburgh’s Mt. Washington (elevation 6,289) just before sunset, Monday evening.
Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge
and a big nod to Claes Oldenburg and Coosje van Bruggen sculpture Spoonbridge and Cherry in Minneapolis, Minnesota at the sculpture garden- Walker Art Center The spoon weighs 5,800 pounds the cherry 1,200 pounds. I saw this sculpture when we visited Matthew when he was a student at Macalester College in St. Paul. It came to mind when I was thinking about photographing a cherry on top for the weekly photo challenge.
And the cell phone shots below to compare which I thought looked better than the good camera.
A Rainier cherry on top of Ted the bear’s head.
Shot specifically for the Weekly Photo Challenge Cherry-on-top
(Spoiler: Don’t read this piece about the Legend of William Tell by the Smithsonian if you like the story you heard as a child.)
After supper, Maura asked to go to the playground. Walking down my driveway, back from playing across the street -I saw the sinking sunlight through this weedy leaf.
Such bright green. The rays a bonus, shooting into sun.
The phone so readily available from my pocket. One quick shot. Just like that.
And a nod to Jackson Pollock at the car wash. Abstract expressionism for sure. I’ve photographed some impressionism at the car wash before today.
I was on my way to Columbus Ohio, stopped for gas at the Sheetz in Triadelphia West Virginia. Do you want a car wash? Y or N? I thought, why not? Hit Y.
A code is printed on the receipt and you go get in line across the lot.
A little break in the monotonous drive on the interstate.
Oh, then there was the potato chip art, from the bag I’d purchased when I went to the rest room. Lunch.
An art day, right in Triadelphia, West Virginia. Who knew?
Weekly photo challenge : Opposites
(Great challenge Ben H.)
Trying to capture the moving clouds, the changing water and rich colors. St. George Island, Florida.
When you stand alone on the beach, look out to the horizon and listen to the rhythmic waves lap and splash, lap and splash you are filled with awe snd reflection.
The iphone camera (or any camera for that matter) cannot truly capture what you see, hear and feel.
Just walking around, admiring other’s gardening efforts. Capturing the colorful blossoms on my phone. Thinking about tackling my unwanted thistle crop. Appreciating the summer flowers tended by neighbors.
Drive from the Austin airport to the hotel
Depended on the turn of the cab and the changing sunlight coming into the window.