Sunday, January 6, 2013

Pink

 
This comes from a night when there was still a tiny bit of snow in the air, under a bank of heavy cloud. The sunset lit it up, and an ordinary street became another world.
 
 
I have wondered about this house for a long time. Is it empty? Why is it so pink? And why do I want to photograph it so much? I was finally in the neighborhood when the sunset matched the stucco.
 
I hope you're staying warm, wherever you are.

14 comments:

  1. You sound like me..."Why do I want to photograph these rundown/empty farmhouses?" lol Love the pink in the sky AND on the house. Nice!

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    1. Michelle, thanks. I've quit fighting it lately. I'm never sure if other people will see it like I do, but it's nice that you got it!

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  2. I am so sad... I just deleted a comment by Carole Ann Carr (http://caroleannecarr.blogspot.com/) because I was trying to approve it on my phone. I won't do that again! Here's what she said:

    Sounds like an ideal place to use in a story, JoLynne. Such beautiful photography. Over here we are having a mild winter so far, we don't need snow ploughs, just an ark. England has had nearly 5 foot of rain since April and still it continues! The cost of food in 2013 is going to be awful.

    My thoughts: I can't imagine what five feet of rain would be like, especially when this year has been so dry on our side of the pond. I hope you have a good pair of rain boots.

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  3. What beautiful colours. I wish we had snow but it is really warm here at the moment,

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    1. Enjoy it! Today we finally started the morning above 0 F.

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  4. When I get feeling bad about the current cold I just remember my childhood and -30 F for three weeks at a time. If that does not do it I think of my father and hundreds of others out milking cows in an unheated barn in that weather! I am a wimp...

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    1. I've got my own memories of cold, and Wyoming always added a layer of wind. Brrr. At least the air was clean!

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  5. Lovely pink skies JoLynne.
    No snow here yet. Not like winter at all.

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    1. That was winter for us here, last year. Except we didn't get the rain, either.

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  6. It makes me think of Peter the Rabbit. :) I don't know why.

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  7. Nice pictures. Your first image seems a technical photographic challenge in many ways with the light. I also have to stop myself from photographing the same buildings too !

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  8. I'm staying warm, don't worry, radiators are on! Arianna

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  9. Here is so hot sometimes I dream about a little natural cold air (I dont like air conditioner) but it gets better when rain comes, and its rainy season now, so I can't complain too much

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Emails from home

Most of our email is pretty mundane. Once in a while, though, the immediate flavor of country life sings amid the shopping lists and communications to the office. Here are some stored on our home computer, written by people in our house and edited for privacy.

Some of the terms are softened for a family audience, but not by much.

9/16/2003
Your evil kitty just woke up your son by urping up a mouse on his lion blankie.

10/13/2005
You know you live in a small town when…

...Fifty-year old people born and raised in town are ‘new comers’.

...You are more afraid of locking yourself out of your house than of being robbed.

...The library has a different schedule on every day of the week.

...You are darn proud that your town has a library. Incidentally, your library account is handled not by a card but by a number that the librarian types into her computer. You have trouble remembering it, but the librarian can always tell you what it is.

...You can honestly say, "The Mayor is in front of the house fixing his manure spreader."

4/26/2006
Good news: We caught another mouse.

Bad news: We have at least one more.

Good news: He must be hungry and he thinks of traps as a food source, since he robbed the bait of an un-sprung trap, finished the bait of the sprung one, and ate an eye from his dead brother.

Hope you're done with breakfast.