Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Saturday, February 04, 2012

Fruit Salad à la française.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Wanted to post some pictures from a recent Urban Expedition. Also wanted to talk about another added bit of fuel to my neurotic fire about returning to France in the near future. All this is getting put on the back burner, because Harry's back from Africa, safe and sound, and that trumps all.

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Thursday, December 03, 2009

Loose Ends.

Weaving in a lot of them lately; guess the end of the year's got me in make-up mode:

Angry Cowl I

That's Pavel, also known as the "Plaid Bomber," modeling a really ingenious little cowl that knitted up quickly, but took forever for me to seam. Got that off in the mail today for my friend with the perpetual air conditioner on the neck problem.

Graduation Present Swing Coat

Since, at about the time when I got my diploma, I had very little in the way of mad grad money, decided to knit myself a present. Unfortunately, in the time it took me to (ahem) finish it, I lost *a lot* of weight (we're talking like 20 lbs). Don't look anywhere near as sophisticated as the model on the pattern does; actually feel kind of frumpy in it. Still, it's warm, very warm, and is kind of growing on me emotionally. Heck, I made it for me! (Also blew 10 balls of Wool Ease out of my stash. Hooray!)


The Frenchie needed a gift for his organisation's annual swap, so decided on a handmade filet with a pot of feral grape jelly. The pattern's called "Grrlfriend," so since mine's green and destined for France, am calling it "Grrenouille." (Really love this pattern; knits up quickly and makes a very sturdy, expansive pouch for whatever. Love the satchel strap styling, too. Really need to make one of these for myself one of these days.)

Dopey Bear II

The pieces for this little guy (comprised mainly of some rope-gauge acrylic that Hal found in/at/around a dumpster years ago) languished in my project bag for *months* before I finally got it together fill him with rags and put him together. Don't think I could ever give away this little misfit; I identify too much with him. (Got the pattern from Debbie Bliss. Love her stuff; don't really like making a lot of these toys, though. Too much fiddling around with a sewing needle. Oh well.)

A friend of mine asked if he was a pickpocket and if he liked oysters and periwinkles. I figured that I wasn't sure on either account. Decided to name him Olivier, just in case.


So that's what's done now. Have a lot more left to finish before the year's out. For the trip to Buffalo, am bringing along two lace projects: Hemlock Ring (am just about finished with the center bloom. Kind of slow going with the three last lace rows before one goes to feather and fan.), and my beautiful stork's nest lace scarf.

If I can get these two things done by the time I get back from Buffalo (leaving tonight, returning on Monday night), will be very happy.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Read about this last night in the Yahoo headlines* and thought, oh how ironic. Here's a guy caught lying about his copyright violation who has a history of suing other people for the same thing himself.** Guess the chickens are coming home to roost.

As I'd mentioned earlier, I find some of his work amusing and interesting, but think that he's a somewhat unsavory character. As for the AP, well, they have their own problems, too, with creative depiction of current events. Don't find either of them to be particularly sympathetic, so guess will just sit back and enjoy the spectacle of one purveyor of sketchy media eating its young.


*To be read to be believed - funny how they were tying themselves in knots rhetorically to make both Fairey sound like a sort of Robin Hood, but also to make the AP a "legitimate" victim (to those who scan Yahoo news articles) by referring at least three times to the AP as 'the not-for-profit' news agency. Wish I'd have saved it in fact, but it was like 3:00 am and I was not thinking clearly

**Yes, it's Wikipedia, but it's sourced (Take a look at notes 37-40).

Friday, October 09, 2009


Tired of work around the house, a little frustrated from business earlier in the week, Pavel proposed a ride somewhere Out West. Since it was such a weird, windy, rainy day, we weren't really able to go trudging around outside much. Still, was nice to get out of the city.

Started off visiting a picked-over library sale in Waltham, then got the bug to see the Quabbin. It'd been quite a long time since I'd been in that neck of the woods, so was nice to see familiar sights. Also kind of weird.

At a couple points, just opened the window and started shooting pictures without looking at the view finder. Am kind of pleased with the results.


Route 202 at about where Shutesbury and New Salem play the Town Line Hokey Pokey.

Sugar Maples

A surprisingly non-impressionistic view of Nature's Firmament.

Got my camera at about the same time as the breakup, so maybe four years ago. Cost me next to nothing and came with all sorts of nifty accessories like the SD card, a battery charger, etc. Am pretty sure that it's more than paid for itself with all the fun I've been having. (Heck, got so attached, even knitted a sweater for it. It's a Scandinavian-looking cozy done up in mauve, purple and red. The button's a brass one with what looks like a Freemason motif.)

Recently was considering replacing it for a newer model of the same thing. Since I really shouldn't be spending my money on stuff like that right now, decided instead to start rereading the owner's manual. Gosh darnit, it's like I'd been given a whole new camera! Daily am finding new things to play with and more reasons to love my little point-and-shoot.

There's a scratch on the view finder and I'm noting some mechanical difficulties with the lens. Will eventually have to replace the camera, as is probably less expensive to do that than to get it repaired. Will keep on enjoying it for the time remaining, which I hope will be a while. This is actually the first camera I've ever enjoyed using; never was a picture taker before.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Revolutionary Color.

Pavel sent me this link to some Russian color photography from the beginning of the last century, including the only known picture of Leo Tolstoy.

Though these images were made at about the time when my grandparents were born, they look as though they could have been taken yesterday. Amazing.

Sunday, August 09, 2009

The Frenchie was here for nearly a month, and for nearly a month, we were almost constantly on the go. Only just started to take a look at the pictures from our rambles.

City Hall

Lunch with the Mayor in Keene, NH. Reminds me a bit of the town hall on my Alp - small, functional, not taking up a lot of space or taxpayer money.

Little Liver Pills

My mom used to always talk about "little liver pills." Thought they were a purgative; guess not. Brattleboro, VT.

The View from Florida

The view from The Other Florida.

View from the Bridge of Flowers

View from the Bridge of Flowers.

Shelburne Falls at Night

Nightfall, Shelburne Falls.

Lots more photo documentation here. More narrative as I make my way through the pictures.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

I Love a Parade.

For some reason, I thought the big Somerville Memorial Day parade was going to be on Monday. Was kind of shocked when, up in my room reading, I heard actual bagpipes after the sirens. Grabbed my camera & a couple of batteries to see what I could see:

Brass Band

What a profile.

Anchors Aweigh!

Anchors Aweigh!

Shriner Segue

Okay, the Shriners rock. If I'm not too tired, will have a whole post on these folks. Love them.

Rock on, Shriners, with your figure-eights and all.


What's a parade without pipers? Two groups (that I heard/saw) this parade.

Greater Boston's Finest

Boston's Best brought up the rear. There were representatives from Somerville, Medford, Arlington, Cambridge, Boston and Brookline. Made me think about this person. Don't know if he goes to parades, but hope he realizes that there's an awful lot of people who think good thoughts for him and his colleagues.

Happy (and Holy) Memorial Day to everyone out there. This is an important holiday in an awful lot of places in the world. Please keep that in mind. And if you don't know why, please read or listen a bit outside your normal scope.

(More pictures here.)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

One way that Pavel's been combating his insomnia lately has been by wandering around the Mystic in the early hours of the morning to watch birds. The last couple times he's gone he's seen and heard all sorts of creatures who don't visit the yew in the backyard.

Yesterday afternoon after everything that needed to be accomplished was done, we decided to take a wander over to see what we might find. Though not as numerous as at dawn, there were still quite a few birds out. Right off the bat, heard song sparrows and red winged blackbirds. I'm pretty sure that I saw some kind of warbler, too, up in an alder. Of course, there were swans, cormorants and geese.


The most exciting new discovery had to be this guy. We knew that he was some sort of wader, but weren't sure what. By the time I got close enough to snap a shot, he decided that he'd had enough of us and flew off. (What the heck was he doing out in broad daylight?)

Since birds move around too much, I confined myself to taking pictures of fruits and flowers. There was a regular cornucopia of potential tasty things either in bloom or ripening, too. Will have to visit again in a few weeks in order to take advantage.

Sumac Fruits

Staghorn Sumac!






Mulberry! I'm particularly happy about this, as when the new bridge went up on Lowell Street, they took down the tree I used to collect berries from.



Made our way to the graffiti'd underpass and decided that it might be a good idea to head over to the Friendly in Meadow Glen for some ice cream. (Good call, Be!) Pavel got a strawberry shortcake sundae and I got something new - a peanut butter and banana sundae. As I'd been craving a banana split since finishing finals, this really hit the spot. Admired the artwork; wish that they sold it or at least had it up on their website.

On the way back, happened upon a fire in the reeds. Have seen this numerous times before, so had often wondered if DCR had some sort of controlled burning program. Decided to call the fire department just in case. (That was good deed number two for the day. The first was rescuing a poor little garter snake off the sidewalk on School Street near City Hall. Put him in the shade. On the trip back home, saw that he had left. Hopefully he's alright.)

Am always amazed at how far from home and the city I feel when I wander around the preserve. For this, I'd say that it has to be one of my favorite around. Really need to get back there more often. It had been nearly a year since I'd last visited and this is a place that should be seen at least once each season.


The aeolian over by the high school in Medford. Can see it from Spring Hill.

(More pictures here if you're interested.)

Friday, March 06, 2009


(= How many pictures from France I just uploaded to flickr. Will get them all sorted and treated in due time.)

Vue de Monmartre

The view from Monmartre.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Earlier I talked about how the sunrises here were a hard act to follow. Looks like the evening sky managed pretty well:

Moon and Venus

Bonsoir, mesdames. The moon is waxing luminous with her girlfriend (what I believe to be) Venus on this gorgeous, soft Friday night. It being ladies' night out, they actually put Orion in his place (rather pallid, to the east of them).

It's going to be a good weekend; the stars said so.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Tea Stains.

Since oaks and, to a lesser extent, maples contain tannins, I'm going to guess that that is what stained the newish, probably not sealed concrete in front of the nursing home on Summer Street:

Tea Stains II

Oak, maple impressions. The brown leaf looks like it's from a tulip tree. The yellow bit, probably the same thing.

It's amazing what one will find (aside from spare change. Found $.36 this afternoon.) when one remembers to look down.
Home From School.

I'm not usually too keen on my walks into school. Am normally running late, so will end up taking the quickest route through some rather pedestrian-hostile and not-very-picturesque territory.

The walk home is usually more leisurely. Often, I'll take the train from Bunker Hill to Sullivan, then make my way over to Union Square. This isn't as interesting as the old walks through the junkyards, but it's still pretty okay.

Where things get really nice is between Union and home. Prospect to Spring Hill is so much less crowded? Expansive? than Winter Hill is. Sometimes I even forget that I'm in one of the most densely-packed urban areas in the country when I'm wandering through here:


Sugar maple canopy near the nursing home.



Rectory for St. Catherine of Genoa Church. From this angle, looks more like a manor house.


Squirrel's Nest

Squirrel's nest.


Pretty Blue Flower

Last bloom of the season. Have no idea what this is - thought it was bachelor's buttons, only it's growing on a shrub.


Blue Barn

A barn! Someone actually lives here, too! I thought it was just a garage; certainly is not like the normal Somerville Victorian. Love the crabapple tree, too. (Okay, I admit. It's a dream house.)


Last Leaf

The very last leaf on the neighbor's Japanese maple.

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Yes, I did find my camera this morning. It was at the bottom of a box of sweaters.

Am very happy though a bit overwhelmed, as there's something like 500 images that need to be gone gone through/worked over.
Le Voyeur.

This is Trouble. He's a bit obsessed by Ampersand. He is always at the door and it really upsets her. Heck, it unnerves me, too. Am going to probably have to either put a curtain on the door or cover the bottom row (or two) of windows with paper.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

The catalapas are in bloom!

Saw a massive one while crossing the Lowell Street Bridge this morning.

They'd actually been in bloom all week, but I'd not been well enough to snap any pictures. Was lucky to find one tree that hadn't lost most of its flowers today. Love those clusters of little white, orchid-like flowers. They're kind of like chestnuts, only not with all the whiskers.

I've noticed that catalpas seem to like to line railways and that anywhere they are, one will find lots of ailanthuses. Though I'll never disparage a tree, I do have to say that I don't much care for ailanthus smell. It's earned them the nickname "trash can tree," after all. I don't know that they smell that bad; they kind of remind me of a plant-version of skunk scent. Not exactly pleasant, but not exactly unpleasant, either. There's a little bit of bitterness, of slight putrescence, that falls just short of making me want to hold my nose.

It's an interesting foil to the almost cloyingly sweet scent of linden and the honeysuckle's perfume.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

When was the last time you looked at your friends and took note of how beautiful they actually are?