Photography, seeking, writing…and learning along the way. Want to come along?!
In looking back at recent weekly photo challenges, I noted ‘cherry on top‘ and ‘details‘. This pic of Kenny has a ‘cherry’ (I love the light that floats high above his head) and the ‘details’ of the windows that open up to the ruins and sky; the rough stone, and the thoughtful pose of a young man considering his future…
Finally! The sack house on the Mississippi will be more than an historic footnote! The Saint Paul Municipal Grain Terminal, built between 1927 and 1931, represents what was part of St. Paul, MN’s great history as a river port city. Happily, the structure was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 2004. Now referred to as City House, it abuts the Sam Morgan Bike Trail and will soon be host to the Red River Kitchen, an offshoot of the popular Republic Bar in Minneapolis. Fingers crossed, it looks like the food truck doors open August 1.
Lessons from a feline
I admire anyone who can ride a horse…I think they are such beautiful creatures but I have always felt a bit timid around them. I think this photo shows great mutual admiration between Shooter (the horse) and Dana (the woman who loves to ride him).
How do we see and interpret the world and relationships? What a wonderful photo challenge this time! Here is my offering for the weekly photo challenge: abstract.
I took a few days off work this week. After reading two mysteries and cleaning the house I decided it was time to continue the daunting task of purging. This has meant pulling boxes of photos and memorabilia out of closets and crawl spaces and being as ruthless as possible. The tour books, postcards and duplicate photos- scraps of paper and receipts- none of these are the keepers of the memories for me- those still exist in my mind (at least for awhile longer).
I would like to share a photo from 1961. Yours truly is about 3 years old and seated between Otto and Ernestine, keepers of “The State House” a home that sat at the intersection of a dirt road and the headwaters of North Lake, Atwell, NY. Otto and Ernestine raised their sons there and managed the maintenance of the Black River and dam system fed by the lake.
My family and I spent decades building summer memories at North Lake. In this instance, it only took one photo to open a window on so many other images…
This is Brooklyn…and another nephew. Yes, cheating on the cats- yet again.
My nephew and great nephew. Love.
West Seventh Freelance 
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