We were headed to Kenyon College to watch my grandsons in a swim meet. Mark asked me which President graduated from Kenyon College. After a couple of bad guesses he said we shared the first four letters in our names. Then I answered correctly with that clue. How could I miss?
Casting long shadows at the end of the day. We were leaving around nine, just as the sun was setting.
It was almost nine pm when the sun was setting, getting to the longest day of light in a couple of weeks . The family had been at the guest pool since one pm for dive team warm ups. I arrived at three. Headed to the car at 9:15.
The towers. Abraham Lincoln Tower and Justin S. Morrill Tower, Completed in 1967
When we were driving past the Ohio State U dorms this morning, on way to the swim meet, Jack asked which one did Steve live in when he was a student? We’re talking decades ago. They are still standing. I had to ask Steve later. The answer was freshman year he lived in Morrill Tower. Now ask me which tower is which. I tried to figure out with the help of a campus map online. But I got pretty turned around. They look identical to me. Here we are driving by (I was the passenger) after the swim meet. Still undergraduate housing from what I can find online Steve lived there in the late seventies. A color photo that looks black and white.
After the swim meet Friday night. Ohio State U. Here’s the family headed to the car. The pizza order already phoned in for pick up. We’ll be back at the pool at 8 in the morning, 6 am on Sunday. I was lagging behind the family a bit, hauling a bag and a chair. Jack came to relieve me of the chair which was nice. I saw the lights and shadows. Steve’s old dorm. No face in the crowd.
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/a-face-in-the-crowd/
Boundaries. Some people have none.
The creator of the challenge Ben Huberman says,”This week, let’s explore the creative potential of limits, borders, and dividers of all types.”
Here are a few visible from the archives
Keeping in her lane at the swim meet.
Finding the turtle soup sign. Taken by Anna. I was driving.
Ninth Street Bridge. Allegheny River. The night before the Pickle Festival.
After the swim meet. Anna and Michael ooking through the nursery glass window, watching their first first cousin, Charlie.
Maura (r) dives off the block into her lane.
Forbes Field Wall where Pittsburgh Pirate Bill Mazeroski hit his famous homerun to win the 1960 World Series.
http://m.mlb.com/video/topic/6479266/v3218957/bb-moments-60-ws-gm-7-bill-mazeroskis-walkoff
No lightning. It was a go.
It’s unfortunate we can’t share the excessive rain with other parts of the country who need it.
This past Tuesday I got down and knelt, used my 70-200 lens.
Tried to steady the camera. Get the shot.
Anticipating when to press the shutter button.
Freezing the action is a challenge.