What does a dog think about?
Henry and Josie, the Airedales, were in the driveway when I was getting out of my car the other morning. They looked like they were thinking deeply about something.
Here’s Henry contemplating his shadow.
A dog across the street? The weather? Breakfast?
Let the day begin.
I’m sleeping in Maura’s bed this week, while I’m in Ohio, but she came in to dress for school this morning.
As she stood in front of the mirror, the early morning light came in through the blinds.
Somewhere on the blog,a few years ago, I’d captured a shot of Maura with the same striped light on her hair. At least I thought it was the same light.
Her bedroom has eastern exposure.
The stripes are thin white light in 2013.
Light through leaves.
Mend Way. Bloomfield. Right near West Penn Hospital. The one block alley/road between Millvale Avenue and Gross Street. I looked down while walking to my car.
All these textures!
Gravel, bricks, sand, dirt, concrete,dried leaves, my leather boot, cigarette butts and the shadows of the chain link fence.
There are many “Ways” in our city. I looked at the list of Street Names and wondered what determined the definition. Merriam-Webster says “Definition of way. 1 a : a thoroughfare for travel or transportation from place to place. b : an opening for passage.”
Punxsutawney Phil, the perennial groundhog, declared he saw his shadow at sunrise, Friday February 2nd. Groundhog Day.
No early Spring for us.
“IF CANDLEMAS DAY IS BRIGHT AND CLEAR,
THERE’LL BE TWO WINTERS IN THE YEAR.”
How often is he accurate? Less than 50% of the time according to this article by Justin Boggs.
Hope he’s inaccurate this year.
I’ve been to see this event twice which might be in your bucket list. And Last year’s Groundhog Compendium
Saw these all lined up on the dining room mantel this afternoon. The light coming in through the stained glass window. I thought it looked serene