Friday, December 21st, 2018

December Rain

Akiva tests the quality of snowmelt dripping from the rooftop of an old brick building.

 

Wednesday, December 5th, 2018

The Wooden Nap

Iris lay herself down to take a nap in Akiva’s bed.

Something about the bedding made it a bit difficult for her to relax.

 

Saturday, November 24th, 2018

Boardwalk at L’Îsle du Marais, rue des Sapins, Sainte-Catherine-de-Hatley

Wednesday, November 21st, 2018

Shovel It!

If there is snow on the back porch he will shovel it.

And he will shovel it and shovel it and shovel it.

If there is snow on the back porch he will shovel it.

He will shovel shovel shovel shovel shovel it!*

 

 

 

 

 

 

*NOTE: Akiva claims all snow on the back porch. He spends hours shoveling. Trespassers will be tyrannized.

Tuesday, November 13th, 2018

My Birthday (Johnville Bog & Forest Park)

For my birthday, Akiva shoveled a path through the Johnville Bog.

 

 

 

It was a lot of work!

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Iris & Martin played a game of snowball catch.

 

 

 

Later, Martin built a winding road for Akiva’s cars.

 

 

 

He also did some acrobatics with Iris—

 

 

 

at the same time!

 

Thursday, November 1st, 2018

Visit to Green Lake State Park

To prove it is autumn, we went to Green Lake State Park.

 

 

 

The older folks thought we were slow, so they passed the time by walking rapidly—

 

 

 

to & fro & to & fro & to & fro.

 

 

 

The younger generation was considerably sower.

 

 

 

We pondered the things we saw in the lake.

 

 

 

We pondered the view of the lake.

 

 

 

We pondered twining roots and shapes of leaves.

 

 

 

We pondered the difference between lake and sky.

 

 

 

And we pondered wheely things. Or, at least, one of us did.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, October 31st, 2018

Mom (Gramma) Gramma (Baba)

I tried to photograph my mother and her mother together at my grandmother’s apartment, where I like the lighting. I have tried this a few times, but I haven’t gotten something I like yet. On this occasion, my grandmother was really quite compliant & silent, tho she said she couldn’t figure out what’s going on. My mom is really quite talkative, which is lovely, tho talkative mouths are not quite as photogenic as mouths that keep their minds to themselves. Should I have a chance to attempt this again, I would have both of them stand near the window and look straight at the camera with their heads as close together as possible. I have a wide-angle lens & when things aren’t aligned, it really shows the foreshortening.

 

This is my favorite photo of my two old women together:

 

 

 

I love my mother’s face in this photo:

 

 

 

& I love my grandmother’s face in this photo— but what was my mom chatting about? I have no recollection.

 

Tuesday, October 30th, 2018

Jail of Trees (Clark Reservation, Jamesville, New York)

Thursday, October 25th, 2018

Nap

There will be a time when there are no more naps.

 

 

 

I will miss the naps.

 

Friday, October 19th, 2018

New Doll (Les Enfant de la Terre)

Seeking sunlight and a split-rail fence, I went to Iris’s school to take photos of a new doll I made.

 

 

 

Akiva wasn’t particularly delighted that I was not there to take photos of him.

 

 

 

So, of course, I had to take some photos of him.

 

 

 

I tried to get him to do one thing or another for the camera—

 

 

 

but he’s at his best when he’s acting like his regular self.