For some of the last week and next my world has changed. A tiny new grandson has joined the family and I've spent time with them keeping tabs on his brother and sisters.
On one walk with big brother, we looked down from the hill to part of the city. This part of the South Hill area of Spokane has a flight of steps connecting the road at the middle of the hill to the top. Sometimes they are closed in the winter because they are treacherous when icy.
From another part of the hill, we could see Mt. Spokane, where we would spend part of Saturday on the snow.
I had some fun searching thorugh the trees for the spires of St. Aloysius Church on the Gonzaga University campus...
...which have a very different look from closer up at a different angle.
Let the words of my mouth and the thought of my heart
find favor before you,
O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.
Your words, Lord, are Spirit and life.
The verses are from Psalm 18. The response is from John 6:63
Photos--Justice Department, Olympia WA with Capitol Building reflected wild Tiger Lily on Naches Loop Trail, Mt. Rainier ?--I think it's from a snowshoeing trip to Paradise--Mt. Rainier Fife's Peak, near Chinook Pass, WA
A is for Anthony Christopher--my new grandson born Sunday. Sorry--no pictures--I am very serious about not displaying children's pictures online.
Anthony has two sisters and a brother, and thirteen cousins. Among the cousins are three
A-s, Andy and Aiden, who live in Arizona and his cousin in Siberia, Андрэ, which, if I spelled it right is Andre.
I am busy getting ready to go spend a few days helping out with Anthony's siblings--and get a few cuddles in as well, so I don't have any A photos ready for this round. If you would like to see what I came up with for previous rounds, click here.
For other ABC participants, go to the ABC site and while you are there, thank the new team for picking up in support of Denise who started it all.
On a clear day outside the season of growing hops, you can see through the hop trellis to the next road. It is a mile.
Yesterday dawned bright. Through my window blinds I could glimpse bright sunshine peeking through. Someone on Facebook had mentioned sunshine in another part of the state. Wow! What a January day, I thought.
On that clear day shot I could count forty poles per row before they blend together. I know yesterday's picture is not shot with the same depth of field, but would depth of field show more than six poles?
Can we go for a drive? Can't much see where you are going. Good thing we know where to watch for stoplights. I remember driving to work in a fog like this and suddenly realizing I had no idea how far I had gotten because I could see no landmarks along the way.
I may go looking for some more eerie shots today. A walk in the park maybe.
Go have a look, there is a wide variety over the past week. I challenge you to find and photograph some interesting wheels. Or ordinary wheels in an interesting way. I think I can even use some wheels this weekend for my SkyWatch and Weekend Reflection. Watch for them, and leave a comment if you post some wheels.
When I first entered these portals some years ago, Gonzaga was not so well known as it is today. We did have a great basketball team in the Big Sky League, playing other schools of similar size from Oregon, Montana, Utah. Basketball has brought my alma mater into the national spotlight, but the solid education provided is still the main feature of the university.
In our time, the new statue of St. Ignatius and its fountain pool would have been in the traffic of Boone Avenue. The whole stretch of Boone through campus was closed to traffic and made into a bricked pedestrian area a number of years ago as the University grew.
I remember checking into a hotel on the ridge west of Spokane with my parents and looking down over the city for my first glimpse of the spires of St. Aloysius (fondly called St. Al's) the parish church which is an enduring symbol of Gonzaga University. As a terrified seventeen year old about to embark on the great adventure of college, I was not sure I didn't want to crawl back into the car and go home.
High school seniors are pondering college entrance forms and scholarship applications at this time of year--waiting and hoping for the thick envelope full of additional forms to fill out instead of the thin one with the single "I am sorry...." sheet. Hopes, studies, struggles, friends, independence...what an adventure looms ahead for them!