Abstraction

I am a big fan of Impressionism. I have always wished I could be an Impressionist with my camera, and once in a while I come close. This is a tree at night time, by the street light.

The Blogger at Work

"no typ. days" Thanks to Danny for the photo.

Tree

Any Given Saturday the 13th of October 2007 (part2)

It is the Sunshine State, after all.

Any Given Saturday the 13th of October 2007 (part1)

Siesta Key.

Devin at play:

Lauren at play:

beautiful day:

uhh... I dunno:

The mat I reposed upon:

Self portrait:

Macro

Mac 'n Cheese

edit: 25 September 2008- This picture has gotten me more hits through google's image search than anything else in my blog! Could one of you who comes across it please explain this to me?!
I'm glad y'all like my photography, but is this some kind of internet scavenger hunt or something? I just can't figure it out. Please leave a comment. Thanks!

A beautiful day...

... through whiskey colored glass

Jack Daniel's single barrel, that is.

This was at Ken Thompson park. The anniversary of moving to first shift, just before moving to second shift.

The Live Oak

... that lives just past my front door.

Water

PaPa's wallet

Right to left: PaPa, Grammy, Me.

Speaking of that Citrus Wine... (Brew IX)

This is what it looks like today. Olson's Grove Sunshine Citrus Wine. This is what it looked like months ago. At that time, I called it "Citrus Flor".

carboy circa prohibition

When we lived in St. Louis, there was an elderly lady living across the street with her somewhat elderly (special needs) son. They were rather nice enough, keeping well to themselves most of the time. Well, the time came for them to move; the stairs were a pain as were the bills and the upkeep of the house; so they were to move to Washington state to live with her daughter. I saw that they were packing by themselves and offered to help. They pretty much just wanted things thrown out as they were not moving much, so they said I could keep whatever I wanted. They were very nice. She had been a school teacher and apparently a member of the book of the month club for many years. I helped them clear out their junk and managed to salvage about a hundred books including The United States a History copyright 1891 and this carboy dated 1926. Mrs. McInnes told me how when they moved in there had been quite a lot of fruit trees in the yard and thought they had something to do with wine making during prohibition. In the basement there was a "secret" room with concrete walls hidden behind some paneling/secret door. That is where I found the carboy. It had sat for decades and contained all manner of dead insects, dust, and I think even plant matter. I of course cleaned it out, sanitized it, and used it. In fact I just bottled my citrus wine out of it last night.

An interesting couple of finds. To me, anyway.

work, work, work...

There are no "typical" days, but this was a piece of one of them.

Devin

since April: