The Fancy Breakfast

The fancy breakfast.  Yessiree.  Tuesday mornings are Dunkin' Donuts mornings.  It is part of our ritual.  It used to be Starbucks, but we got tired of going there and have been going to Dunkin' instead.  Small coffee, one donut.  Not all that bad for one's diet, if it's only once a week.  At least that's my rationale.  Yummmmmm.

More from MoMA

When I am walking around an exhibit of paintings, I am always looking for the silhouettes of people who are in the exhibit with me, seen against the artwork on the wall.  I have done some mildly interesting photographs like that.  So I was really excited as I wandered through this exhibit to see this wonderful, graceful sculpture in the center of the gallery.  By itself it was pretty cool, but I decided to stay in one place and watch people as they moved through the gallery.  This is my favorite, although there was an interesting second place image.  The sculpture, by the way is called "Man in the Open Air" by Elie Nadelman, and was done in 1915.

Poor Mouse, In The House...

Poor mouse.  It came in our house.  It didn't know that two kitties live here.  I feel badly for this poor mouse, though.  It is so cute, isn't it?  I am not sure if it is a field mouse or not, come in from outside because of the cold weather. The funny part is how I came to discover it.  We have a couple of little toy mice made out of felt that the kitties play with.  I was watching TV and noticed both cats facing each other, with the toy mouse between them.  Then I looked again more carefully - it was NOT the toy mouse!  It was this little guy, and he was already dead.  Also felt badly that I had to take the mouse away from the cats, and dispose of it.

The Magic of Fog

I got up much earlier than normal this morning to go to an FAA safety briefing.  I am not fond of getting up early, but sometimes I make the supreme sacrifice, and this morning I was rewarded.  I was amazed when I got down to the harbor to see a fast moving layer of fog being blown across the water.  It was beautiful to see how it moved among the trees making them disappear, and then reappear.  It was both mystical and magical.

The Collector

This is another photograph from yesterday of the ice on the harbor.  This was one of the first pictures I took, and I was sure this was going to be the blog.  But later on, as you saw, I did the picture of the circle of ice held against the sky.  What was happening here, was that the woman's daughter was picking up blocks of snow and ice, and piling them along the edge of the boat ramp, just for the fun of it.  The woman told me "Oh, she's a collector..."  In this case, the young girl carrying the ice really makes the shot!

A Wonderful Encounter!

OK, so here is a GREAT story!  I went down to the harbor late in the day because I had seen that ice had formed due to the cold weather.  There was a mom there with her young daughter and we started talking while I was taking pictures of the ice.  Her daughter was gathering up thick chunks of ice and snow, and piling them up on the edge of the boat ramp. She was really having a good time.  Then she brought this piece of ice which was very thin and handed it to her mom, who held it up to the sun and remarked how beautiful it was.  I immediately asked if she could hold it up for a picture, and she was very patient, and I shot this a few different ways before coming up with this photo.  Something wonderfully mystical about it, I think.  I think this is one of my best photographs in a while!

Why Museums are SO Cool!

I went to the Museum of Modern Art today to see an exhibit called "American Modern: Hopper to O'Keeffe" and another one of photographs by Walker Evans.  But while I was there I saw that there was a big exhibit of Rene Magritte paintings.  I hadn't expected to see this exhibit, but that's the cool thing - all the other things you discover when wandering around a museum!  As I approached the entrance to the exhibit, I saw this man on his cell phone, and the reflection of the phone in his eyes!  Everything was in place, including the woman in the background.  He was intent, so I managed to get about four shots before he moved away.