Whose Chairs?

A recurring theme around the city as I travel between schools-  I see chairs.  The chairs make me wonder about the owners, their usual occupants.  Somewhere in my hard drive I’ve a photo of a high chair near the curb, waiting for pick-up.  Chairs have a personality of their own. I love to hear the names of different types of chairs, each evoke an image- wing chair, ladderback, Windsor or Eames. Lawn chair, rocking chair, lounge or arm.  High chair, club chair, captain chair, molded plastic, patio or kitchen chair.  School chairs are not particularly comfortable. Kids love the rolling ones on wheels. Folding, stackable, side chair or throne.  Where do you sit?

Everyone has a chair.
Some more comfortable than others.
What kind of chair do you prefer?
As always,
Two yellow chairs and a gray one on Evaline Street. Yellow curb peeking through the snow.

How About this House for Steelers Madness?

Some dedicated fans live here for sure!

Sunday night’s game was a nail biter.  On the way to Cj’s house to watch the game I saw this house across the street.  Monday morning everyone will be happy at work.  The excitement will build over the next couple of weeks.  Many will be superstitious about a wide range of rituals-not shaving, items of clothing worn, with many fans feeling responsible for the final outcome dependent on their action or inaction.  It is quite a phenomenon.  Thanks for all the good wishes from friends far and wide.

And congratulations again to Dr Beth P. who won the Blog Giveaway of the photo print of her choice, which she is going to donate to the    National Kidney Foundation’s Annual Gift of Life Gala!

HERE WE GO! Pittsburgh Steelers vs. Jets Playoff Game- Single Digits on the Thermometer Predicted

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Reporting from Pittsburgh- I put myself on assignment.       Saturday morning I was thinking about a post for Sunday’s game.  It was all blue sky and about ten degrees.  Got out of bed and drove through the Strip District on my way down to Heinz Field.  The guy who sold me the Croatian STEELERSFan T-shirts last year agreed to a shot. Fans lined up for breakfast outside DeLuca’s.   Dumptrucks were being filled with snow from the stadium parking lots. Rows of Porta-Potties stood empty, waiting for the Sunday tailgaters. Up in the stands I saw an army spreading salt left and right.  Went for coffee in Aspinwall afterwards and ended in the J & W Variety Store (EST. 1969)  where I purchased a tiny 99 cents pencil sharpener. Lots of STEELERS gear and accessories for sale. I asked if it would be okay if I photographed the display and the proprietor said – Sure!      Handed me a complimentary HERE WE GO button as I left.  Everyone’s pumped!  I read a letter to the editor (5th one down)in the Post-Gazette from the guy in the New England End Zone Militia asking us to drown out the JETS fans and win!   Similar to the players message to the fans click here– BE LOUD!!

Steelers Inflatable in a Silver Pick-Up

Arlington Avenue.  Driving down the curvy slope, slick tracks under your tires make a distinctive sound.  Note the trolley tracks and wires. They still run!  I had to turn around and get this inflatable.  From the rear. Drove up the hill again and came down, took a shot of him from the front.  It was the unexpected sight of a huge Black and Gold inflatable, leaning over the cab of the silver pick-up.  This view was the better one.  Playoff fever mounts as Sunday night’s game with the Jets is on everyone’s minds.  Well, most everyone.  It helps us make it through the winter.  And if you want to purchase one of these blow up football friends, get down to Mike Feinberg Company”The Party King” in the Strip on Penn Ave.   Fans have a variety of ways to express team spirit and I know everyone will sport Black and Gold at school on Friday.  Throughout the city!  I find team allegiance an interesting study.  Where you are born, where you live, family traditions, civic pride. There are photographers who photograph the Steelers Fans for years.

What determines the level of team pride?
My headlights reflect on the truck, the headlights from the oncoming car on the wet street...

Carnegie Library in the Snow

Night light refelcted in the city, one of my favorite things to shoot- add the snow factor.

Laurel Highland Weekend

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Seven Robins and the Female Cardinal in the Backyard Tree

I thought the robins used to fly south! Find the female cardinal.

The other day there were two red cardinals in the tree in the backyard. I couldn’t see them no matter how I squinted. Could really see with the 70-200mm camera lens though.  The neighbors in the back must have a feeder and the birds congregate.  As I waited for the stunning red cardinals, which did not appear, I counted at least 7 robins in the tree.  I didn’t see the female cardinal until I put the photos into  the computer.  Don’t robins fly south anymore?? I thought they were the first sign of Spring so that isn’t right.  I am glad I am not a bird.  Especially in winter. And what about all the cats in the neighborhood? Can’ t be easy.

 

Standing Right in Front of Me

Last night we heard this song in the Rain show and today I was humming it and a few other Beatles tunes, all mixed up.  A couple of friends are going to see Rain this week and then Sally wrote that she saw the Beatles THREE times as a teenager in the ’60s. Just ran through my thoughts throughout the day.  Steve was starting to walk down the hill in the snow to catch a bus.  I drove him to work in the all wheel drive and as we turned onto Friendship Avenue I saw this statue of Mary in front of the convent in Bloomfield. Shrouded in snow.  Since school had just been closed for the day, I got out and photographed the figure in the snow thinking of the words to this song- since she was standing right in front of me…….

from Let it Be by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.



Friendship Avenue in Bloomfield near West Penn Hospital
Lucille said a touch of red improves the shot. Find the tiny roses.

Rain A Tribute to the Beatles

I was making a pot of soup when the phone rang.  “What are you doing?  Some tickets just dropped in our lap!”     It was Barb S asking if Steve and I wanted to see opening night of Rain   A Tribute to the Beatles.  When?   7:30.  I looked at my clock on the stove.  It was 6:38.  We had ten minutes to get down the hill to there house and off we went to Heinz Hall.  The roads weren’t too bad.  I figured no two hour delay in the morning.  After the show I walked across the 6th Street to document the fun evening. It was nostalgic.  Good energy.  Unexpected live music!  We stood and swayed, singing along   “All we are saying is give peace a chance.”  Given the snowstorm, I was surprised how full the theater was!

Tuesday night, downtown Pittsburgh, snow doesn't deter theater-goers.
See the dusting of snow on the awnings?

Who Remembers Kickball?

You have to have a good ball to play.  One with some bounce.  Similar rules to baseball they say.  But you could get the ball thrown at you as you rounded the bases and be called out. Everyone wanted to pitch.  I left school Friday afternoon and saw this kickball on the playground in the snow.

The rusting chain link surrounding the playground. The red rubber ball birghtened the scene.