Join us at Maid-Rite
I think y’all know how we feel about Maid-Rite. There are some who question the deliciousness of the loose-meat sandwich. They live too far from Greenville, Ohio to savor a real Maid-Rite, so I forgive them. I invite you to come along with us to Maid-Rite.
serendipity
I was out shooting some night shots last night and took the NikonD80 to use as a light meter for the Yashica, the time was so slow i had to take the digital pic to count the seconds the shutter was open for. I haven’t got a clue if it will work on film until i get it developed. I liked the accident of this; zoom on, camera held out at arms length more than if i’d had it on a tripod.
Ritsos’ chair – for Cooper
Greek Scene
He dismounted, hitched his horse to the huge mulberry tree, took a leak.
The horse was looking at him. He slapped its neck.
“We’re young,” he said.
The sun was calling out among the osiers.
The cicadas were coming on strong.
The fig tree’s shadow banged against the stones.
A huge red sail was flapping above the plane trees.
The horse was twitching its ears, sometimes the one,
sometimes the other, while below,
two young boatmen were rolling the huge iron barrel along the road.
Samos, August 19, 1963
Happy Birthday Michael Grant Smith!!
I’ve Been Meaning to Ask
Is it third time’s a charm, or three strikes and you’re out?
For Jeff.
When Priuses (Prii?) attack.
photogenic
every time i take my camera out into the garden and start framing a shot the dog makes a dash and positions herself in front of the lens
For Alek and India
(and other owl fanciers). Lori Pickert’s comment on Deron’s Kottke interview led me to her Camp Creek blog.
This is the owl.
Check out the kids’ drawings here.
river view
I was standing on the site of the old Eliza furnace, looking across the Monongahela River. The shuttle bus driver told me that he’d gotten binoculars to look at the barges, but had forgotten them at home that day.
