My latest photo round-up includes several from family members plus examples of my own fascination with shadows and light.
The first picture is from Erik’s mother in Sweden. I love that a Swedish gingerbread house was rendered in red board-and-batten style. Next is a funny sign about Norwegians that my husband shot in Concord. Then we have Suzanne’s photo of proto-skiers and another funny sign, this time in Vermont.
The old barn is next to the Ralph Waldo Emerson homestead. The house being torn down is the haunted one I have described before. Tearing it down revealed that it was actually haunted by a raccoon.
The six light-and-shadow photos depict a stuffed animal in bright sunlight, our front gate after a recent storm, Plato’s Idea/Form of a trash can and recycling bin, three green windows, chairs in the pocket park, and a surprising pattern of light on a window blind.













I super loved your photos of shadows. We usually take shadows for granted and don’t really look at them. But if we had been blind and only suddenly gained the ability to see those shadows would be more “real” than the actual objects around them!
Thank you so much. I am going through a phase in which I don’t feel as interested as usual in pictures of “things.” Shadows or, say, tree roots that look like mountain ranges observed from a plane — oddball things — are what I want to capture just now.
Is that the haunted house you told me about? Or a different one? The shadow-trash bin is lovely! And the gingerbread house is gorgeous.
The time you stopped by with the Healing Angel, we talked about the house next door where the new owners felt a mysterious presence. That house soon shed its mystery, who knows why. The one that got torn down had been abandoned for decades by a psychologist from Cambridge who has to be very strange. Even when the town said it was a hazard and had to come down and he wanted to get it done himself, he did nothing. The property is very valuable, but now the town has a lien on it for the cost of the demolition.
Like the “ghost ” story! The shadow on the cat almost makes it real,had to do a double take .:)
It’s interesting how we tell ourselves certain stories as if they were true. Probably because there is a kind of truth embedded that we can’t get at any other way. Ghosts. Santa. How else to deal with a beautiful house left to rack and ruin in an expensive neighborhood by an owner who kept paying the taxes?
Wow, how very strange indeed!
Lots of fun stuff here–those signs are cute! And I always like the shadow pictures. The first green window looks like an elephant and I thought the cat was real, too!
You and Deb are making me wonder if the cat, like many other stuffed animals in literature, could become real for one of my grandchildren before they get too old.