Saturday, September 30, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Working at the carwash...
I prefer going to carwashes that are at least PARTIALLY manual, rather than the lifeless, fully-automated locations. These folks are just fun to watch as the descend on a fresh car with their brushes and their sprays and their tire brushes. And sure enough, waiting on the other end...a friendly pair of hands to dry your car before it faces the world.
How Many People On A Team?
I thought a soccer team consisted of only 11 guys. When I was at the park, I snapped this picture of a game being played. I don't know if it was a real game or a scheduled pickup game or something. I couldn't get everyone on the field into the picture since there were so many guys out there and they were spread all over the field. This was about two-thirds of the guys out there (I think there were close to 30 guys out on the field between the two teams).
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Afternoon at the beach...
Jeff and I took a stroll along Ocean Bean this weekend, and this woman amused us. On a beach crowded with surfers and sand castle builders, she managed to find a quiet spot for her book. The deep shadows in this photo don't give you much of a view of the person, but the colors are so darn appealing.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Helping Hands
Three Habitat for Humanity builds started this Saturday in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. One of these was the Women Build which is designed to encourage women to make a difference in the community. There are skilled and unskilled volunteers who participated, but as can be seen in the photograph - there is great determination in each participant.
Timeless treat...
Some things never change. Ice cream in late summer is still almost universally appealing. True to the American way, this shop sells antique furniture, coffee, cookies, cake, truffles, and of course about a dozen flavors of ice cream. The little girl struggled over the choices with her face pressed against the cool glass for sometime. I am not sure if it was indecision or just enjoying the temperature change. She settled on chocolate! I remember when those ice cream freezers seemed so enormous.
If you are wondering about the handwritten note in the bottom right it says "Thank you for not playing the pianio." I love this place.
If you are wondering about the handwritten note in the bottom right it says "Thank you for not playing the pianio." I love this place.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Golden Years
It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The coffee shop was full of folks getting java and pastries. I spotted these two outside pointing out trees and birds to each other, reading the paper, and relaxing. I took the picture because the couple had a great aura of satisfaction about them. I love people who know how to take time and relax and enjoy themselves. I am getting better at it, but I still have a lot to learn.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Running Man
At first I decided I wasn't going to put this shot up, because it's blurry. Then I thought, maybe this represents us and our challenges. It's our constant struggle to push onward. It's a 'blurring' of the line between success and perseverance. Maybe it represents the journey as we continue forward not knowing what's ahead. And then I thought, no, it really is just a blurry picture.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Fun times at the airport...
Its a natural reaction to the frantic, impersonal crowds at the airport that we tune out the people we pass by. In the hustle and bustle to get from car to plane, we often overlook the people behind the scenes and the people standing next to us. Which is a shame.
Personally, I like to try and envision the story behind the nameless faces: the reason for the mismatched shoes, the random itinerary that has brought us together for 30 minutes, the drudgery of dealing with a non-stop conveyor belt of bags.
Well...that's how I pass the time.
Personally, I like to try and envision the story behind the nameless faces: the reason for the mismatched shoes, the random itinerary that has brought us together for 30 minutes, the drudgery of dealing with a non-stop conveyor belt of bags.
Well...that's how I pass the time.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
kids being kids
I would never compete with our resident child photographer, but it was hard to pass up this opportunity. The dancing fountain outside the Shaw Center for the Arts is always an attraction for children, particularly in the deep, hot south.
All Aboard!
These days it doesn't seem like there are a lot jobs that allow smoking on the job (at least not here in the States). This guy evidently has just such a job though. He was the conductor for a small train that travels through one of the local parks. The smell from the pipe was pretty powerful considering it permeated the area well after the train had passed us by. It did make for an interesting image though as the train and the conductor were both puffing along.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Living in La
There is a farmer's market the first Saturday of every month, in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I mostly enjoy going to eat the fresh cheesecake available from a local dairy but it's also a fun place to people watch. In addition to the available produce, there are arts and crafts and live musicians, like this gentleman and his partner who entertained the crowd with their guitar and harmonica.
Since this is my first post on this blog, I'll go ahead and plug the work we've done after hurricanes Katrina and Rita. Here are one of the hundreds of volunteers that have come to help us build houses in Louisiana after the storms.
Since this is my first post on this blog, I'll go ahead and plug the work we've done after hurricanes Katrina and Rita. Here are one of the hundreds of volunteers that have come to help us build houses in Louisiana after the storms.
Errands at the Box Stores
We headed to the nearest large town today to get a few things we needed around the house at the big box stores...which we don't have in town. Some great folks from the local humane society were trying to find some new homes for dogs. It is amazing how people, who never met each other, talk like old friends around a happy dog.
For me, no trip out is complete until I get a mocha. The chap at this coffee shop was being extremely patient with what I will describe as a very challenging customer. You know...one of those people that are so difficult that everyone in a 20 ft radius feels uncomfortable. You consider saying or doing something, but stop short because it might only make a bad situation worse.
For me, no trip out is complete until I get a mocha. The chap at this coffee shop was being extremely patient with what I will describe as a very challenging customer. You know...one of those people that are so difficult that everyone in a 20 ft radius feels uncomfortable. You consider saying or doing something, but stop short because it might only make a bad situation worse.
Wow, Thanks
We recently were listed as a Blog of Note for Sept 1, 2006. In fact, this is almost undoubtedly the reason you've arrived at this blog. We really appreciate the fact that someone out there considered us worthy of being recognized. It really does mean a lot. Having said that, I'm also fairly certain most of the contributors here would be too modest to ever think we actually deserve such an honor.
This blog started simply as a challenge between a few of us to try and hone our skill of taking photographs of people. As you'll be able to tell from various entries, everyone has their own style, but the overall product is a team effort. And I suspect if you look through the relatively limited archives you'll notice some of our members are pretty gifted in the art of photography.
This whole popularity thing really is new to us. Just for grins, we included the summary of the hits to our page for the past week. As you can see, prior to Friday, getting more than 10 unique hits was considered impressive. So thanks again to Blogger for the honor, and thanks to all the rest of you that stopped by to take a look. We hope it was worth the trip.
This blog started simply as a challenge between a few of us to try and hone our skill of taking photographs of people. As you'll be able to tell from various entries, everyone has their own style, but the overall product is a team effort. And I suspect if you look through the relatively limited archives you'll notice some of our members are pretty gifted in the art of photography.
This whole popularity thing really is new to us. Just for grins, we included the summary of the hits to our page for the past week. As you can see, prior to Friday, getting more than 10 unique hits was considered impressive. So thanks again to Blogger for the honor, and thanks to all the rest of you that stopped by to take a look. We hope it was worth the trip.
Friday, September 01, 2006
SF stories...
Jeff and I rarely get out to the busy (aka, touristy) parts of San Francisco unless we have visitors. But it is certainly refreshing to take in Fisherman's Wharf and Haight Street a couple of times a year just to see a different cross section of people. So thank you to Cheryl for her recent visit and for giving us a reason to mingle with our wacky summer invaders.
For example, this clown was one of those "scary" clowns around the Wharf...the ones whose costume and makeup are well worn. I particularly like his zany clown comb.
Then you have the myriad of street performers. These guys are MOST interesting on their way to and from "work".
Our tourists themselves put on quite a display, like this guy who got fooled by our morning fog and left the hotel without a hat.
But my favorite shot of this day was of this guy singing his heart out on Haight Street. He was singing a capella with hands firmly in his overcoat pockets. He reminds me of Jay from Jay and Silent Bob fame.
For example, this clown was one of those "scary" clowns around the Wharf...the ones whose costume and makeup are well worn. I particularly like his zany clown comb.
Then you have the myriad of street performers. These guys are MOST interesting on their way to and from "work".
Our tourists themselves put on quite a display, like this guy who got fooled by our morning fog and left the hotel without a hat.
But my favorite shot of this day was of this guy singing his heart out on Haight Street. He was singing a capella with hands firmly in his overcoat pockets. He reminds me of Jay from Jay and Silent Bob fame.