cute kids (friday foto finder: cute)

This week’s friday foto finder theme is “cute.” It cannot be denied that cuteness abounds in my photo library. I have ever so much cuteness to choose from, but are you really surprised that I thought of sharing photos of cute kids?


Kids at play.


A kid at rest.


A very stylish kid.

And it must be noted that young children cannot resist the charms of cute kids.

If you think you can handle more cute, or have some cute to share yourself, head on over to the fff blog.

what a difference 2 months makes


This was the mountain that we had out front on February 5th. I don’t remember how many more feet of snow were added to it after this.

It’s funny looking back at my photos of the last few months. Given how much my life was dominated by the record-breaking quantities of snow we got this winter (mostly all dumping on us in the month of February), I didn’t take very many photos of the snow. (I mean, of course, “very many for me.”) Take the giant pile of snow at the end of our driveway. This gargantuan mound towered about 8 feet high. The town did a good job of clearing the road and the cul-de-sac so that the school bus could still make its rounds, but all that snow had to go somewhere. And that somewhere turned out to be on either side of our driveway. While the driveway itself wasn’t blocked, the towering mounds of snow extended a good 10 feet into the road from the curb. What this meant was that our mailbox, while we had dug out the mailbox and the driveway, was not still accessible to the mail carrier. (They aren’t allowed to back up in order to maneuver to reach a mailbox.) Our mail stopped being delivered, and we had to go collect it at the post office. Eventually, we set up a temporary mailbox in a bucket which we placed about 8 feet in front of the regular mailbox.


This was the shrinking mountain on March 11. Still well over 6 feet high at its peak.

I think it was last week or the week before when I finally retired the temporary mailbox, after scooching the mailbox bucket back bit by bit over a few weeks as the giant snowbanks receded.

Now we’ve had sunny and warm days, and there is hardly any snow left on the ground. Looking back at my snow photos, I can almost feel nostalgic about the snow! (Almost.)


The last remnants of the snowpile of doom, yesterday. I kind of like how the lens flare looks like rainbow shining down.

splashes of spring color

Here are a few photos I took while we were visiting my mother-in-law for Easter weekend. The kids and I decorated eggs on Saturday, and we had the traditional egg hunt on Sunday.

I find dyed eggs to be so appealing, visually. So much color, so much potential for variation. So many eggs to use for egg salad afterwards. (The color is not always so visually appealing then, though.)


Not so subtle a hiding place.


Incognito.


A blue bloom popping up among the green fronds.


These are totally not eggs, but they are springy, and mighty colorful.

going through the car wash

Winter is finally over, and a sunny spring day is a fine time to wash the road salt and grime off the car. (And if you, like me, enjoy taking photos of patterns and ripples and drips, inside the carwash is a good place to take some photos of patterns and ripples and drips.)


Suds.


Still sudsy.


Rinse.


A magnificent rivulet.


Last clinging drops.

further selections from the Boston Public Library

Here are a few more photos I took on our visit to the Boston Public Library on December 31st. It’s really quite a striking building, with lots of details small and large to admire.


A reading room with quite a few people apparently at work on New Year’s Eve. I love the table lamps here, with their green glass shades.


Here is another light fixture that caught my eye, this time for its leafy ornamentation.


There are fossils to be seen in the stone of the floors.


I loved this little corner with the lamp with the spherical shade, and the circle of marble in the wall echoing its shape.


This delightful mechanical model of the earth is on display in the map room.


The courtyard is lined with stately columns and arches, which can be glimpsed through this door.


The courtyard is a wonderful place to get some fresh air and stretch your legs after being dragged around a large building with a mother who likes to take pictures of light fixtures and spots on the floor.

selected statues at the Boston Public Library

I guess that it’s probably time I set aside the ducks, at least for the time being. Yesterday’s imposing duck and stone lion statuary from Beijing made me think of some other regal stone lions.

I’m quite fond of the large stone lions that guard the stairs inside the Boston Public Library.

We paid them a visit on New Year’s Eve, and wondered around the library a bit. I hadn’t remembered previously encountering this statue of a little girl and a goose. I can’t really tell whether she is supposed to be feeding the goose grapes, or trying to keep them away from the goose. Actually, I suppose it could be a swan.

I admit that what made me think to post these photos was coming across this photo of the statue’s feet. (Seeing the webbed foot reminded me of ducks.)

Stately guardian statues near the Forbidden City

When I visited mainland China in 2012 with my cousin for a conference in Shanghai, we also made a quick trip to Beijing so that we could make an excursion to see the Great Wall. Even though it was a short trip, we also wanted to see some of Beijing, including the Forbidden City. Between a hole in the wall place where we had breakfast and the Forbidden City, we encountered this impressive building:

Stone guardian lions are quite a frequent sight in China, but nowhere else did I see a guardian duck. This little (well, actually, it was quite a large duck) welcomes visitors to the Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant. (I’d never have remembered that, but I can make out the English text on the very shiny golden revolving door.) The internets inform me that this is quite a famous restaurant, and possibly the home of the original Peking duck. We did not enter this colorful building, so I can’t speak for the interior, or comment on the quality of the food. I can only vouch for the memorability of the duck.