Beauty of Autumn

I've not done much by way of fall pictures this year.  Haven't taken many for some reason, and have posted even fewer.  On this particular autumn afternoon I was at the end of our street, some 400 yards north of the house.  There is a ditch at the edge of the road debouching into a nearby creek.  The little woods is not deep, but it is interesting.  The railroad track is just beyond the woods.

I snapped these two shots from the same spot using a slightly different angle for each.  I took only these two because someone coming up behind me seemed to be hoping I would get out of the road.  So I did.  Yet I am rather pleased with these pictures, so I am sharing them with you.

Indiana Fall in Black and White

A long time ago, another time, but in this place, I shot a lot of black and white film. I processed the pictures myself. I never got really good at photography, but occasionally I got lucky and came up with a decent picture. This one has long been a favorite of mine. It serves here as a header to "Indiana Fall in Black and White."

This was the vechicle which I drove back and forth to work. It is already twenty-six years old at the time this picture was taken.

Hangers-on. The leaves don't all fall at once.

Hmmm. If we rake now, we'll have to rake again. Decisions, decisions.

Falling leaves. Serendipity, for one cannot simply "order" the leaves to fall in front of the lens.

My daughter's car in the driveway. If you can identify it you are a true "car geek."

Two gables. Jerkinhead gable; straight gable.

Right Here at Home

Waving Grass
Catalpa on Blue; Vignette on Front Stoop; Holly

I wrote a beautiful post in thanks and praise for the blessings I have. I lost the whole thing. I've no idea where it went. Enjoy the images; I enjoyed the stroll around the yard. The bonus for me was that Cookie walked with me. He has become such a slug that lying around is about the most activity he gets. This evening, though, he seemed to enjoy the walk.

Who am I to be calling my pooch a "slug"?

Shopping With the Beloved One

A few days ago, Beautiful suggested a stop at a nearby mall. I was amenable to the suggestion, but although she offered me the opportunity to requested that I wait in the car, I chose to enter the store.
I did not interfere or hover as she looked over the goods, but after I had noted several disturbing sartorial trends for distaff members of our society, it occured to me that I had a camera on my belt.
It appears to me that if these items are adopted and worn by (I would hope no one but) the young, milady may quite likely fall out the bottom of her clothing (Exhitit 1); or indeed she may fall out the top of her attire (Exhibit 2). If either, neither or both of these occur, it is yet also likely that she may fall off her shoes! (Exhibit 3).


I am surprised that there were no security wardens demanding that I hand over the camera, given the racy nature of the photography. Or perhaps it would be wise for the old man to simply stay in the car in future.

Sewing at Home

Machine is marked "Patent November 30, 1866". A bit more about the machine over at Retrotechnocracy.

This old sewing machine occupies space on our landing/hallway on the second floor.

BBBH is quite adept at sewing, and in fact in her younger day, she taught sewing and worked as demo artisan for Singer. She uses a rather elderly Singer to this day. This piece of decor pictured here was an antique shop find several years ago, and it serves its function as decor quite nicely.

The spouse and I took a jaunt to a machine outlet a few years ago to evaluate the new equipment, with an eye to updating the home sewing room. After studying the offerings, she concluded that had she wanted a computer, she would have gone to the computer store. What I want to do, she said, is sew. I don't want to have to master computer technology in order to do what I already know how to do quite well, thank you.

She still uses the old Singer 401 Slant Needle DeLuxe.

What We Did on the Fourth

Our little community answered the call. We had fireworks!

A good time was had by all!

Great Snow of '78

I found an envelope in my desk tagged "Blizzard of 78." Inside were strips of 35mm black and white negatives. I no longer have equipment to print negatives via wet chemical processes, and I don't know anyone in the area who does this anymore. So, onto the scanner, into a folder in the computer, and with a good deal of "messing around" with two or three programs, I managed to "develop" these images.

The first shot shows me in front of our house. The rest of the pictures were taken at the school shortly after the snowfall stopped. I had to walk over a mile, through drifts and all, to get to the building.

From the inside looking out.

This January snow was delivered by winds in excess of sixty mph, and the howling went on for hours. There were still remnants of this snowfall on the ground in April.
As I write this in the warmth of my cozy home, though it is 11 degrees outside, I hear the "forecast" for a nasty storm to start tonight. It is not anticipated to be anything like the blizzard of '78, but for me, even four or five inches of snow is more than enough!


Rejoice! Aunt Fern is 90 today!

Mantis

Is she gorgeous or what? This header is a bit stylized. Here's what she really looks like.

Sunset Cruise

One of the highlights of the visit to Salamonie was a sunset cruise on the lake. We boated up the lake almost to the east end, then turned and cruised down to the dam. We were on the water over two hours and never a boring moment, because simply drinking in the sights, and the calm, made it a rich and fascinating experience.
Oops. Turn the camera around.
Pulling away from the pier.

Are they bitin'?Great Blue. He's 200 yards away and the little Canon 4mp strained really hard, but not bad.Oh, there's another one!
Enlarge him a little. Make him fuzzy, but there he is.

Timing of arrival at the dam was perfect. This is my favorite shot of the week.

Inside the House and Outside