We’re moving. In a week and a half, the movers will show up and carry furniture away.
We’re not going far though, so it seemed to make sense to provide candy for trick-or-treaters at both houses. My husband stayed at our old (current) place, and I headed off to the new one.
Now, there are never very many kids going around collecting goodies on this street; on a busy Halloween, we might get as many as eight. The new block is different.
At first, I started to think all the children on that street were going to skip our house (it’s been empty for a while). A group of about a dozen almost passed me by, until one of their leaders – a girl of ten or eleven – glanced down the driveway as they passed. She did a double take, called her friends back, and pointed excitedly at my car. A minute later, they were all scrambling up the front steps.
Things picked up after that. Four or five young kids watched over by a father who stayed down on the sidewalk and waved to me as they left. A few elementary school age youngsters. A little boy, about three, who had given up and was headed back to his mommy by the time I opened the door; she had to coax him into turning around and trying again. Another large group of kids, this one escorted by several parents. A cluster that looked like one large group of fifteen or so, but split up as they left – I think more and more kids noticed and joined in as the first, smaller, batch was collecting their candy. All in all, I passed out goodies to forty or more children, and at least that many went by the front door without trying the house. I think we’ll have a busy Halloween next year. (Meanwhile, my husband had one, count ’em, one trick or treater.)
Oh, and that horse? Skeleton horse? Not mine. It’s standing next to a house around the corner from here.
Never mind the big picture. This week’s photo challenge is all about details, so let’s consider the details of what that might mean.
Some pictures take a superclose look at something that was already small.
Others zoom in to consider part of a picture, like this bright-eyed fledgling quail who’s small enough to hold in the palm of your hand. Yes, we’re looking at the entire bird…but it’s a small detail cropped out of a larger picture. Oops, I guess we’re back to the big (and not very interesting) picture after all.
Just one photo here encouraging you to look up, but you’ll have to look WAY up – all the way up from the base of the Space Needle in Seattle, a relic of a long-ago world’s fair.
That’s not a flying saucer way above you – that’s the base of a rotating restaurant designed to give views of the whole Seattle area. Not hungry? Well, there’s an observation deck even higher up. From the ground to the tip of the tower, it stands 605 feet tall (about 185 meters).
You may find it a little hard to believe that these pictures were taken indoors, but it’s true. They aren’t just indoors; they’re indoors of indoors. This is the butterfly exhibit at the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History – to get to it, you have to go through a sort of air lock at both the entrance and exit. After all, nobody wants butterflies all over the building – do they?
This week’s Photo Challenge asks us for a single photo containing opposites, and this one – taken about ten years ago in Williamsburg, Virginia – is full of them.
There’s the past and the present, of course; the eighteenth century meets the twenty-first. But not really; there’s also fact and fiction, since the colonial-era uniform is a reconstruction, as modern as the little boy’s stroller. And then, the child is perfectly serious about what he’s doing, while the man is engaging in a kind of playacting – but it’s serious make-believe; it’s what he does for a living, and it’s meant to be as close to real as modern historians can make it.
It’s enough to make me dizzy, so dizzy I’ll try to spin in opposite directions at the same time.
Ah, the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week, they’re requesting that we go completely over the top with the most ornate picture we can find…
And here we are: the Chinese Friendship Gate at 10th and Arch Streets in Philadelphia.
It’s definitely ornate; but it’s hard to grasp how complex the patterns are unless you concentrate
on a few
Just an ordinary day and an ordinary trip for groceries. And there it was.
The state of New Jersey thinks it’s a motorcycle…
…but I say it’s a tricycle. Either that, or a Transformer.
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