I was blowing the dust off my golf clubs today, when I got that eerie feeling of being watched. Turns out I was. The little bastard in the photo (I later named him Little Bastard) was the first of five family members to “exit the aircraft.” It was like counting sheep, very small sheep.
Time to wake the kids.
Eric really played well on Saturday. He made a textbook corner kick, complete with a nice high arc, dropping it right in front of the goal. His team mates didn’t capitalize on the opportunity, but still it was a beautiful chip shot. He went on to score his very first goal later in the game. All this earned him the “outstanding player” pin for this game. I am incredibly proud.
This is my first attempt at a still life. I’m happy to report that the models all stayed very still, except for one banana, who said he had to split. Okay, that was bad…really…REALLY….bad.
It’s been about a week since Irene left town. I hope the door didn’t hit her _____ on the way out. Anyhow, the mess she left was pretty bad. She left the lights off for many thousands of people in Rhode Island, not to mention for a lot of other peeps along the east coast. Some still don’t have power. All this and dad apparently went MIA for a while. His phone lines were down, and he’s not one for having his cell phone on his person. But he’s fine, and his sister (Aunt Marjorie) and nephew (Neil) in the UK can rest easy (they had called Keith asking about his whereabouts).
Live storm coverage (pre-recorded) was provided by Eric and Christy.
I have never met Irene personally, but I did see her on TV. She looks rather large, but I’m sure she has a nice personality. If she does throw a fit tomorrow, then I’ll be sure to post some photos of the mess she might leave behind.
I took some shots of Martin and his “Hog” this morning, I have to say that the HDR shot (middle) might just be my favorite HDR photo yet. I kept it subtle this time, without all the “bling.” You can see a larger version of the photo on Flickr. The top shot is of me taking the shot (see reflection – ignore motor). The bottom shot was taken at a nearby Stop & Shop parking lot – just down the street. Martin made a few drive-bys, but the bright sun was too much for an optimal shot using the slow shutter speed. I was able to sort of salvage this one from the dozen I shot. Oh, well – live and learn. Did I mention this Hog is loud.
…to the Point Judith Lighthouse. I forgot my tripod. The kids collected some nice flat rocks for me, and Presto, instant rockpod. A short rockpod (requiring the prone position), but a rockpod nonetheless. So I was able to pull off the shot below after all. Whew. Turns out my sister-in-law, Mary, requested a copy, so it was worth the extra effort.
Nigel, having just turned 11 years old, keeps an eye on me in the backyard of the beach house. He’s the best dog EVER – in my humble opinion.
I took this from the Jamestown side of the bridge. We killed time in Newport while we waited for the sun to go down.
Long Days and Nights 