Grass, saturated and not so saturated.
We couldn't figure out why the newspaper deliverer kept throwing the paper on the ground or putting it on top of the red tube...which means, of course into the river-like ditch it goes. Then one morning I go out and see this tall newspaper tube on a green metal post... so that’s it..the old tube kept getting shorter...and now here is the solution. Update: Look closely at the magnolia photo...see the attention-grabbing mailbox framed inside the branches?
Finally got an animal to stay still while I photographed it. (Forget those dang turkeys!) But it took falling 10 feet from a nest to make that happen (discovery by Tama). And then it is Keith to the rescue. Wonder what he’ll do with the poor little guy. Close your eyes, Kent Squirrel Killer Diebolt.
In case you wondering what a house looks like when all the interior space is released into the atmosphere. A nice neat pile or two. Not as crunchy as I would imagine. This was a house on the outskirts of Collegetown at the top of the State Street hill.
A few paintings by Uncle Dave. I never did find out who that old woman was.
The sketchy painting on the right is my father. (4/22)
An end of an era.
Lionel playing postmaster to Uncle Dave’s saved
letters dating back to the 20’s. A lot of family history here.
A slew of miscellaneous kitchen tools.
Paul, Lionel, Connie, Jon and Nick....some of the intrepid explorers going through the remains of Ruth Ann and Uncle Dave’s house. Saving beloved artifacts plus filling a few dumpsters.
April 21 A mystery! Someone left this nice bike under a tree near our driveway. I can't imagine what the circumstances were. Grammy said maybe someone offered the biker a ride and he abandoned his bike. But that doesn’t make sense. Maybe it was stolen and the thief had a guilty conscience and ditched it. So, I thought I could call the police or put a notice in the paper. What do you think? (4/21)
When I can't find something to photograph....there’s always me! (4/20)
What’s hiding underneath this mass of hair? (4/19)
What’s hiding behind this wrapped fence? (4/11)
A small pond, seemingly man-made, cute even, mirrors the woods of Hammond Hill.
Laid in wait for a person to pass by as I closed in on this architectural detail
Curb your dog....what does that even mean? (4/14)
Fence corner and reflection from a shiny building.
Two-day trip to New York City to take a web design class,
yielded these photos standing on Kent's apartment steps.
Asa got home from his 2 week trip to Seattle and San Francisco yesterday and I talked to him today about his wonderful time, visiting friends, using his new camera etc. (12/08)
Walking to my Cornell Spanish class today, I saw this boarded-up greenhouse with white-on-white graffiti ( a lot of hearts). Another feature is the series of mysterious messages stamped on the particle board door. (4/11)
Fallen tree with stripped bark and worm messages
as sighted while walking the Abbot Loop in Danby.
Tompkins Street in Ithaca (4/10)
Cactus New York style, Collins Road in Lansing (4/9)
Nature vs. Industry (3/10 and 3/11)
I've always loved tree silhouettes. (3/25)
Now that the last of this winter's snow has melted (as of today), I thought I'd take a nostalgic look at its many personalities or rather snowalities. (4/5, 3/24, 1/31, 4/5)
After a phone call with Walker... I saw this newspaper clipping
floating among the ripe fruit . My favorite part is the comma. (4/5/11)
floating among the ripe fruit . My favorite part is the comma. (4/5/11)
Dedicated to my mother—Ande Manners, master book and bookshelf reader.
(4/4/11)
(4/4/11)
Shadow vs. reality.
(2/20/11)
(2/20/11)
Originally photographed circa 1983. Here’s the before picture, car loaded up with Kent’s homemade car-top carrier. Looks like we are all ready to move out to Oregon.
April 1
This is our old blue Volvo station wagon left to erode in the far corner of our property.
(3/24/11)
This is our old blue Volvo station wagon left to erode in the far corner of our property.
(3/24/11)
