Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Water

We have used this theme before. At that time I wrote quite a bit about the role of water and/or its lack in the history and culture of the Western United States. You will find that post here last July.

Today it will just be pictures with captions.

You will find the other header challengers (we call ourselves headbangers) listed and linked in my sidebar.

When light hits water

Do you see the water? Sometimes too much at a time.

like this

When it is absent it is a very different scene.
When there is enough it flows marvelously.

When it is still, it reflects marvelously. And sometimes it is blue.

and sometimes green.

Sometimes we use it to change the landscape.

Marvelous place for cousins to bond.

And sometimes only a drop reminds us that the value of water is like diamonds.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Summer is Here!

I made a quick trip through the summer files to find some images representative of summer.  Here is a selection of what I found.

Summer is very busy when you live in America's Fruit Bowl.

For some reason, the images I post below jump to above. Typical summer crop in this agricultural area.
 
Summer at Tipsoo Lake

 
and summer out on the lake (not Tipsoo)
Everything grows like weeds in the summer.


Stonehenge is an icon of the summer solstice. This is our Stonehenge down on the bluff above the Columbia River. It is a memorial for local military lost in WWI and was built by Sam Hill.





 
We have a weekly challenge to post a new header according to a theme. The challenge members are linked in my sidebar.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Children's Toys -- a headbanger theme

We are empty nesters.

We have been empty nesters for quite a few years. Our youngest child will be 35 this fall.

Our grandchildren all live some distance from us, and because of schedules we are much more likely to visit them than they are to visit us.

I have been retired from teaching for about seven years. I taught first grade for a number of years, but the last several years I had older kids.

Not a lot of toys around our house, so I went looking for the pictures of two summer events from the last few years for some great toy images.  Cousin Camp and Vacation Bible School.

Each summer for quite a few years we have had a camping trip with at least one of our kids and their families. These trips evolved into Cousin Camp, with several of the families coming together in the planning of the event. We always have plenty of  games and toys for the outdoors.

fun with light sticks

lawn checkers

playground toys

simplest toys are often  best

chess game

bubbles


paddle boat

 
Over the last few years we have done Vacation Bible School and guess who has usually been the official photographer. Here also some of the simplest toys are the best.

crayons

parachute games outside

big ball



parachute and big ball inside--it was 100º outside.

hula hoop

sidewalk chalk

 
Pretty good for empty nesters.

Hmmm. I think only one of our headbanger challenge group still has kids at home, so we will see some creative thinking in the submissions this week. You can find their blog links in my sidebar near the top.

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Recent Photos--Headbanger Challenge

What is this cat doing?
 
Cats being playful, and this one young, it could be most anything.
 
Stalking?
 Digging?
 What's that?
 Ah! Mousing!!!
 Playing!
 Where'd it go?
 
Lost my toy!
 
For the theme of Pictures taken recently, I present this sequence taken through the window on Sunday.
 
Not sure what the other headbangers are up to yet, but I do know that Tom the Fishing Guy is not displaying fish in his header. That is unusual. Check them out from my sidebar links.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Looking Down


Let me start by telling you about me and looking down.

I. DON'T. DO. LOOKING. DOWN.

Well, the fact is that I do, but let me explain that it is the fact that in order to look down you have to go up that is the problem.

I do go up.

I would not be able to be a hiker if I didn't sometimes go up. Up is where the best hikes are.
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When I was eight my sister was eighteen and a recent high school graduate. The family tradition was a graduation trip--the whole family. Our trip took us to Chicago, where we had a room on the seventeenth floor of the Conrad Hilton Hotel. Once we got moved in, my Dad took my sister and brother and headed down the hall. Being an obnoxious and curious eight year old, I followed. I think my Mother knew where they were going and had more sense.

Where he was taking them was to the fire escape so that they could look down. I realized what my mother knew already about herself and probably about me--WE. DON'T. DO. LOOKING. DOWN.

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but
 
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Knowing this, even for the past sixty years I continue to go up--and stand petrified as far from the edge as I can and look down.

Yes. I have, over the years, been to the top of the Washington Monument, the Empire State Building, the Space Needle, the roof of St. Peter's Basilica, the roof of St. Isaac's Cathedral in St. Petersburg, and who knows how many other UP places.
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Let me tell you the story of going to the top of the dome of Santa Maria dei Fiori in Florence--the world famous Duomo.
 
I spent a college year at Gonzaga in Florence. Having made many weekend excursions to various parts of Italy, some classmates and I decided to do some local touristy stuff. To get to the cupola at the top you climb a stairway between the outer and inner shells of the dome. It is narrow and steep and winds around the dome to reach the top.
 
As we were going up, others were coming down. That included a small group of Franciscan Friars in their brown habits--one being a very diminutive older (to us) balding (or tonsured?) man whose voice we heard as we came nearer and continued as we went up and they continued down. What was he saying? Well, roughly translated from the Italian which I spoke quite adequately at the time: "If I ever--puff puff--get my hands--puff puff--on the idiot--puff puff--who talked me into--puff puff"...and the rest faded as we moved farther and farther apart.
 
 
 
So, as each opportunity to go UP comes along, I think of that little friar so many years ago, and the fire escape in Chicago, and I go UP  and stand back petrified and look down.
 
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 sometimes
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When I was in India in 2000, my group went out to the edge for a group picture.
You can see them here making their way to the edge of the cliff. You can see that they would be looking down on the valley. there they are on the edge.

 

without me.

When we traveled to Russia in 1998, we hiked in the Stolby National Park in Siberia. It is a famous place for rock climbing. I climbed to the top of one of the large boulders and my son or husband took my picture looking down.
They had to do that because otherwise the rest of the family back home would not believe I had done the climb. They know I don't do UP.
 
In fact, when the whole family went to Silverwood Theme Park a few years before that, hubby and I had ridden one of the larger roller coasters. When we regrouped for lunch the kids did not believe me, so we had to ride it again with them as witnesses.
 
In 2010, when we hiked in the Highlands of Scotland, we were climbing some of the Corbetts. The Corbetts are "mountains" that are between 2000 and 3000 feet in elevation. Munros are over 3000 feet. You can see here that we were looking down. Elizabeth is much closer to the edge than I am.




After Scotland we traveled to Wales, where we hiked with Liz and George and looked down on the sea.
 
 
and then to London, where we looked down on the Thames, the Houses of Parliament and the Embankment from the London Eye.



 In Seattle, we have looked down from Seattle's "Big Wheel" and from the Space Needle.

 
This Spring we looked down into the Grand Canyon at Phantom Ranch.
 
And a couple of years ago I looked down the stairway at Maryhill Museum at Sasha and Lisa.

On one of  our first snowshoeing treks we looked down from Nisqually Vista at the snowboarders below the glacier.

 
It was certainly not the only occasion at Mt. Rainier to look down.
White River

Road to Sunrise from Sourdough Ridge Trail.

Busy day at Sunrise.
 

But my favorite picture looking down is this one from a flight from Seattle to Phoenix about twelve or thirteen years ago.
 
 
 
 See if any of the other headbanger members are like me, not wanting to go up, but finding some way to take a picture looking down. Their links are in my sidebar near the top.