Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – January 19, 2018
Going back and processing pictures that have long waited for me. Brookline in December, Cooperstown in summer.
Nothing is more crowded — or more difficult to shoot when you are a member of the audience — than an orchestra, not to mention the choir. I’ve been relatively lucky, but I also took so many pictures, at least some of them were sure to come out reasonably well!
Up in the mountains of Vermont, it is quiet in the morning. Not silent, usually. There are always birds and somewhere in the distance, the sound of farm machinery. But it is about as silent as our world gets in these times.
It’s another bright early morning.
Vehicles are my absolutely best “v” word, probably because I actually have pictures of many kinds of vehicles. After that, it gets a little more confusing.
Standing in the corner wearing a tall pointy hat? Or was the tall pointy hat to prove you were a wizard? I have so much trouble remember these days.
One from Garry, three from me. There are a lot of corners in and out of the house!
Traces of the Past is a recurrent photo challenge that happens every month, and this is the fourth year it has been running. Next month you’ll be able to participate in Traces of the Past in Black and White for one of the two Black & White Sundays. You are free to choose whatever traces of the past you can find. It does not have to be a distant one, or rich in history; it can be something personal, or it can even have a human form. Just make sure to post for it before next Thursday and to link to this blog. Wishing you all a special and happy Thursday!
The Winter Carousel at the Heritage museum was more than 100 years old. They had brought it to the museum from some other part of the country, then had carefully reassembled it. I’ve had the pictures for quite a while. Until a few days ago, I didn’t realize how many there were in the folder and how few of them I’ve processed. Since I haven’t been getting out much, this seemed a good a time to work on them.
So welcome to the Winter Carousel at the Heritage museum on Cape Cod. The carousel (also called a “merry-go-round” and both expressions mean the same thing) has its own working steam-driven calliope.
I resisted putting up a picture of me first thing in the morning. It was tempting, but I finally decided to take a pass on that. Weathered and wood resonate for me.
Why do we photograph old stuff with such enthusiasm? The simple answer is it’s more interesting. The textures and colors are unique. The texture alone would do it for me.
And that’s weathered enough for the day except, of course, we can’t leave out our very own weathered 1924 Fordson tractor, growing ever more weathered in our own garden.
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