Last week, I posted photographs of some old train cars waiting for restoration. For today, a closer look at their wonderful character.
Have a great week ahead!
I love trains.
I love traveling in them,
the sound they make,
the mood they invoke.
And old trains?
All that much better.
These train cars are awaiting restoration,
after which they will be added to a museum collection.
Green Line, Boston, MA
These two were adorable. Dad (I’m guessing) and Little Guy were making a game of not letting Dad steal the potato chips. Even in the midst of all the fun and the giggling, the way they looked at each other was so special. I photographed them for most of the ride, but this one really says it all.
A while back, I mentioned to you that the end of February was my self-imposed deadline for getting my computer desktop cleaned up. Well, I was way ahead of schedule, and finished before the end of January. Can you say, delete???? No, I did not just delete everything, but I did loosen my “keeper criteria” quite a bit, and the whole task became very easy, and no tears were shed.
Then it was on to actual prints (taken with film). Boxes and boxes, and how much fun it was to go through them! Anyway about this one… I took this on a beach in Aruba, in 1986. Now, I’ve loved photography for as far back as I can remember, but I never really had the time to get serious about it until maybe 7 or 8 years ago, so this was definitely taken as a vacation snap with no real thought. I saw, I liked, I snapped. What you see here is SOOS (straight out of the scanner) with no editing, since this is exactly the way I remember it.
What I find interesting about it, is how “me” it is. The whole mood of this image is still that very same mood that attracts me today. I like rather moody, isolated, and some might say rather “dark” things. I’ve gone through a lot of photography phases, and I still revisit those phases from time to time, but it’s photographs such as this one that I always return to. I’m really glad that some things never change.
Have a wonderful week!
As was the case for many, winter storm Nika came quickly, hit hard, and then disappeared. With it though, came some more comfortable temperatures which meant I got outside with my camera for a bit.
This window is in the attic atop the third floor of a very old Victorian house. I simply liked the way the window looked, being quite buried by the snowfall. Once I got home and looked at it, I noticed that in that mass of white, the roofline was still very visible, and there was something about that, that I liked.
Also, since I like to “peek” into windows, I zoomed way in (in Photoshop) to the bottom right window pane, and look what I found??? Now you have to be a “certain” age to remember these things, but how many of you remember taking a wine bottle and burning candle after candle in the top of it? Eventually you had your own little unique work of art. Also, there is a lava lamp to the left. My original lava lamp, a Christmas gift from my Mom, is still stored in my basement. Somewhere.
Have a wonderful week!!