Solar Powered Dragonflies. They keep changing colors.
A dot of moon on the right.
Night time view at Aunt Linda and Uncle Frank’s. You can see two of Uncle Frank’s vintage cars he’s restored.
When we pulled up to the stop sign, we saw Kennywood Fireworks at seemingly eye level because their street is up so high.
And a few other pics for the second ATOP gallery.
I was talking with my friend today and said I don’t think I use the word atop in my everyday vocabulary. But I seem to have a few photos from the archives that illustrate it.
At Chuck and Sharon’s farm in Crestline, OH
Grandkids atop the playhouse in the backyard, a few years ago.
People ready to scream atop Phantom’s Revenge at Kennywood
A former student posting for the nutritional food posters
Duquesne Incline atop Mt. Washington Pittsburgh PA
Lawn ball atop stand in Joan’s Garden
Wonder Bread sign in Columbus OH
Christmas Tree atop fence post on Arlington Avenue
St. Mary of the Mount atop Mt. Washington Pittsburgh
May 2016-taken earlier this month.
Columbus, Ohio
Yard Art
Tribute Don Featherstone
A wordless Wednesday, more or less.
Yard art. Lawn art. Home decor.
Some people really enjoy their collections. Sometimes the neighbors don’t.
I’ll return closer to Christmas and see if there are any additions to the ornaments.
I can see myself photographing the lawn ball, in the lawn ball’s reflection. When I “googled” origin of the Lawn Ball it insisted I was asking about Lawn Bowls and Lawn Bowling. Not.
Maybe I don’t have the correct terminology for this yard art, garden ornamentation, lawn decor. There must be something about them that draws me in. I’ve been thinking about who made the first lawn ball and how the idea came to him ( or her). Placed on a pedestal, watching the clouds roll by on the curved surface.
Amy writes it is a Gazing Ball Going to look it up. See her comment below for the lnk.
also called a Yard Globe or a Gazing Globe
Adding to Nature’s Beauty
A statement,
a center piece
placed on a pedestal.
I stare at it
photograph it.
Wonder how it came to be.
There is no explanation as to why I photograph these items. Last year it was the Inflatable Turkeys and then a new one today- Frankenstein. I hear they are expensive. I guess I just don’t understand how they have caught on. Surely the grandchildren would love a yard full of inflatables. They remind me of those plastic clown punching bags you’d bop in the nose and it would fall over and right itself, still smiling. They seem to be getting larger!
