Old and new lawn edgers. Did my father really edge with this thing? Do I really edge with the modern thing? (It's been on my to-do list now for a couple of years.)
What is usually a very busy corner in my town is empty in the wee hours of the morning. And by wee hours I mean just before 8 a.m. which is pretty wee for me.
Vinyl. This is how my ears heard music when I was young(er).
These were dug out of the far depths of the basement for the pic of the week. They haven’t been moved from that spot since I moved in here over 12 years ago and I have no idea when the last time any of them were actually played. Back they go!
Rules, rules, rules: these are generally described as the sort of still life scenes typically found in paintings up through the rise of impressionism. The scenes may be a found or arranged still life. Subjects should typically be the sort of items and scenes one would find prior to the modern era. Ie. no electronics etc. The scenes should be lit by natural light, candle light, or at least look natural in their lighting. That is to say not looking like it was shot in a light box sans background, not backlit, etc. etc. etc.
Wasn't really feeling this week's theme until the sun FINALLY came out and I noticed the lilacs were blooming.
This geranium cutting was also the subject of my Week 05 of 2011 for the subject Water. Cut from a plant on my front porch in the fall of 2010 and after spending the winter rooting in a shot glass of water it was finally potted and has bloomed. Next step: outdoors for the summer!
National Shrine of the Little Flower Catholic Church.
I pass this architecture quite often while driving on Woodward Avenue but today the blue sky, fluffly white clouds and green green grass just beaconed for a photo opp. (And I just happened to have my camera!) An example of the zig-zag art deco style, it was completed in two stages, from 1931 to 1936. Click here for an original photo from the past.
It was decided that the grass strip between the veggie garden and the fence shrubs needs to go. Now who's going to remove it for me. Just seems like too much work.
So many clocks remind me of time passing. If I only had time I wouldn't wait until the last day of the week to take my photo. (Or in this case: photos.)
High Key Phoptography: unnaturally bright lighting to blow out most or all harsh shadows in an image. Here is a Klondike Azalea bud from the back yard that I've been trying to force bloom in my bay window. It's going on 42 days now. The bud in the back is ready, but has been ready for a week. COME ON!
Note: this is my first pic that required the use of bubble wrap, painter's tape and a 250 watt shop light.
This is what I had planned on posting for last week's theme but wasn't all that pleased with the look of this pic taken from my car window while exiting from I-94 onto I-75 here in the D with my little Canon Powershot. I tried again another day on the way home from work with the Canon Rebel DSLR but not so easy while driving, and the shoulders have so much garbage on them I was afraid I would get a flat if I pulled over.
An old stove decaying in my backyard as yard-art. I "found" this last summer while cleaning out my mother's old shed before tearing it down. My father probably got it in a garage sale many, many years ago.
Last night we had a Supermoon. The moon looked this way because it was just 211,565 miles away from the earth. That's the closest its been since March of 1993.
This piece of coral from a Caribbean trip has been sitting on my dining room table for quite some time now. It's from the island of Nevis from the spring of 2010. Today I discovered its texture while using my macro extender lens.
I went outside a few weekends ago and could see grass and dirt and earth so I screamed "goodbye snow" and of course it snowed another 5 inches that night. This time I will not scream it but blog it since I do not think Mother Nature follows my blog. But she should.
The snow is mostly gone now and it kind of amazes me that in my garden the strawberries (top of pic) and lettuce (bottom of pic) are still green and alive.
My chimney from ground level vanishing into the gray dusk sky. I was working SO much this week that I didn't as much procrastinate as just didn't find the time to take a pic for the week. At the few last moments of light today I decided my chimney would be a good subject for this theme. I mean me and my chimney have a history! (See Chim Chim Cheree.)
Looking through my dining room window I see my neighbor's Christmas decorations that are LONG overdue to be put away. Frosty was also captured on Christmas Eve glowing in season: http://www.flickr.com/photos/micheric248/5288916875/
I love wine but not as much the morning after. And no these wern't all from last night. Only the Raven's Wood in the front. I save the bottles with interesting labels and the ones that I love more.