The week has been quite crazy busy. I am sorry I haven’t posted here in a few days but I have been taking photos. I am catching up now, sitting in a hotel bed, while my boy watches Pokemon on the flat screen TV. Did you know that TV is better in a hotel room? Well, he seems to think so. I am grabbing a few minutes before we check out to post a few days of images. I have to hurry, he wants to swim before we head home. I love his priorities. Nine is an awesome age. Have a great weekend.

Gone dotty...

It wasn’t so much the abundance of small white flowers or the arching cascade that blocked the way to my car that stopped me and made me draw out my camera. It was the green velvet carpet scattered with white polka dots that made me smile. May 16th

Scenes from a Sunday…

This challenge is inspiring. I am always looking for the next image that I can’t wait to make. This Sunday was no different. When I tried to decide which story to tell I couldn’t make up my mind. Should I show you the small windows that drew my eye as I sat and said thank you. Maybe I should show you the ivy that was bathing in an early afternoon shower. Or, maybe you should see the spray of dogwood blooms that was so beautiful it made me turn my car around and go back to capture more images when the wind slowed.

I couldn’t decide so I am showing you them all. I hope you had a wonderful weekend. May 15th

Pink blobs of yummy goodness...

The following should be said with a slight British accent, at least that is the voice I am hearing while typing it.  Sort of like a British voice over for a grade C documentary on the Food Friends Network.  (Don’t look for it, I made it up.)

This post is dedicated to my new friend JoAnn who, after a chance comment from me about introducing my son to fried bologna sandwiches, created quite the stir amongst her Facebook friends.  It was an almost cult like reaction to the mention of this long lost comfort food from a simpler time.  A craving to revisit those smells and tastes of childhood.  True, it doesn’t fit in with today’s food aesthetic and I won’t be offering it again anytime soon, but the longing it stirred in the hearts of those that were reminded of those crispy edges, bubbly centers and that over all oily sheen was something to behold. 

It got me thinking, what other foods hold that same mystical power: macaroni and cheese, corn dogs, Lucky Charms, and then I remembered one oft maligned treat that I thought deserved some time in the sun.  Whether it is in its purest form with a pink coat or dressed for the seasons in winter white, spring yellow and lavender, St. Patrick’s Day green and, I believe but don’t quote me, Valentine’s Day red, the Hostess SnoBall has stood the test of time.  With all its preservatives that was a forgone conclusion but I digress.  I don’t have the words to describe its taste or aftertaste for that matter, and there seems to be a slight coating left on the roof of your mouth hours after you have ingested its overly sweet goodness.  Um… it makes for great photos!  See for yourself. 

What foods do you remember with an almost obsessive fondness?

(In pursuit of full disclosure, I was looking for Ding Dongs but I couldn’t find them. The Snoballs were running a close second.  Do they even make Ding Dongs anymore?)

Have a great weekend.  May 14th

Over the fence...

Friday the 13th, to many a very unlucky day but, as my child pointed out in a whisper to his music teacher today during the third grade concert, not to Italians. My best friend all through high school and to this day was born on a Friday the 13th and getting a baker’s dozen is always a treat. Plus, good things seem to happen to me on the 13th. Take today for instance: I got to see my son have a wonderful time singing with his friends, then I got to have a wonderful time having brunch with my friends, and in between I got to take a series of images I have been trying to take for far too long.

I have seen these flowers growing for years now and every time that I had my camera the sun was too high or too low. When the lighting was perfect, I was without my camera! Frustrating! It doesn’t help that this scene is only a few blocks from my home. I felt cursed. This Friday, however, I had my camera, the sun was hiding behind some beautiful fluffy white clouds and I got these images! Now I call that lucky! May 13th

I loved the way the late afternoon light was playing off the shapes in this chair. I almost removed the string of sneeze inducing flotsam but considering it and its brethren have been controlling much of my life the last few weeks, I left it. Actually, I liked the way it looked. Pollen still is grief inducing though, cool looking or not. May12th

Fuschia Velvet...

Such deep, rich, colors are out there this spring. I don’t know if it is a result of all the rain but the flowers are so beautiful this year. These lonely blossoms were clinging to life at the end of a branch on a dying bush. That deep green backdrop was a perfect counterpoint. May 11th