This photo is of the storefront on Main Street. Unfortunately, there weren't great angles and I didn't get a shot of the pizza itself.
Fortunately, Linda DID get a shot of the pizza and has allowed me to post it for you.
Hi,
This blog was created mostly to keep friends and family informed about what I'm doing. It's not really a forum for discussion or links to other sites, it's more like a diary or journal of what I'm doing.
Fortunately, Linda DID get a shot of the pizza and has allowed me to post it for you.
North of Decorah is an uncommon seed store dedicated to saving and sharing heirloom seeds. The Seed Savers Exchange has been around over thirty years, growing varieties not found in your typical garden and presenting information on how to do it yourself.
A few miles outside of Festina, Iowa, along a dusty gravel road sits what has been billed as the Smallest Church in the World," one of the 100 Places in Iowa to Visit. I've read that the interior measures twelve by sixteen feet and that that steeple is forty feet tall. Having stepped inside for a bit, I can vouch that the four pews are regular size but only seat one or two people making room for about eight people to worship. The alter area is attractive and well kept. You can see one of the four stained glass windows in the image. There is a Winneshiek County Historical Society sign out front that readsOn this site in 1849 the first Catholic Mission north of Dubuque was built of logs. In 1885 nearby landowners quarried stone and built the little chapel. Construction resulted from a vow by Johann Gaertner's mother to build a chapel should her sone, who was drafted into the French army and served under Napoleon, return safely from the Russian campaign. Relatives of Frank Huber maitain the chapel and grounds, which includes the grave of Johann Gaertner.
Fall in Iowa can really be a very colorful, pretty time of year. Linda has made fairly regular trips to "The River" over the years and is now including me. I really have to say that 2008 was a very good year to make the trip. The colors were so bright and varied across the landscape that it looked more like a painting or quilt made to show what it could look like. It was beautiful. Check back and you'll be seeing more of the scenes and colors in the days to come.
Come to the church in the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the dale,
No spot is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.
At the end of last season, the Dallas Stars of the National Hockey League chose not to renew their contract with the local Iowa Stars. Fortunately, the Annaheim Ducks picked up the contract and we get to have near NHL caliber hockey in town. To avoid having issues with memorabelia should the Ducks drop us, a new, independent name was sought. When the team was named the Iowa Chops, some people expressed disappointment with the name. I like it. The headgear shown in the photo isn't really me but it "looks good on him."
Stanton, Iowa, has a pair of water towers that beg the question: why? Shaped like a coffee pot and companion cup, these two remind you that Folgers Coffee's Mrs. Olson was born Virginia Christine Kraft in this neat, Swedish town. The towers are not close together and take a little looking to find (odd in an Iowa community) but, clearly, I found them.
Linda invited her friend Linda to join us for the Drake Homecoming game against San Diego. San Diego has been a perennial power in the Pioneer Football League; the 2008 team carried on the tradition. The weather was more suited to baseball than football and the Drake really had difficulty moving the ball. The thing that "saved" the day was that the Drake Marching Band exceeded our expectations and did march... with a little style!
I've kind of made it one of my personal activities to see the annual Head of the Des Moines Regatta. I like to be along the river before the events really get started. As the events unfold, the variety of uniforms and shells makes for some nice visuals. Sometimes I can hear the people calling out orders to one another as they row up the river.
Linda and I have really enjoyed spending an afternoon at the Latino Festivals of late. The food is always unique and the entertainment interesting. We've seen quite a variety of singers and dancers performing in colorful regional costumes. No matter what the act, the audience responds well. It's a nice place to hang out for a while.
One of my favorite places to take my camera is the Blank Park Zoo in Des Moines. It's not a large zoo but the animals are accessible, appear to be well cared for, and in a reasonable setting. Here are some of my shots.
These shots of the cats at the zoo turned out pretty well in my book. Every one was through bars of some sort but, in the image, don't detract much from the scene. I really enjoyed learning how to get nice shots of these handsome cats.
These shots were unobstructed and just fun to take. I really enjoy seeing the animals.
Ashley joined Linda and me at camera day at Living History Farms. Last year, Linda and I went and heard a lot of good ideas to try to work into our photography. Having made some progress, and with Ashley's interest in photography, it only made sense we go back to see what we could learn for this year. The setting is rich in opportunities to take a variety of interesting shots.
We ran into a photographer couple and got to discuss some of the challenges we're encountered. The man of the couple is in the lower right photo working a shot with Ashley. Both of his arms are COVERED with tattoos of cameras he's used and images produced with those cameras. While not big fans of tattoos, Linda and I both were impressed with the art.
As always, the various tools and equipment of the farm make for fun shots for me. Many of these pieces would be found on many farms today.
Of course, the livestock also provide some pretty fun shots. My favorite is the shot through the chicken wire. In the past, I'd have had a nice shot of chicken wire and a fuzzy shot of the chicken behind; I prefer this image.
Linda and I had a little different Drake football experience this week. Linda's affiliation with William Penn allowed us to attend their tailgate party before the game. It was pretty well attended and let me meet a number of her William Penn friends. They served a nice array of foods, had some games, and a general good time. Afterwards, we slipped away to sit among the hometown crowd.
Another interesting aspect of this evening at Drake Stadium was the unusual cloud formations. They were striking enough on their own but the light from the setting sun really did highlight them well. Someone in the stands noticed us shooting the sky and explained some of the structures and how uncommon it was to see them.
Linda and I went for a walk around Gray's Lake, hoping to find several of the geocaches hidden there. It does break the rhythm of the two mile walk around the lake but it's also a little different activity. As you can see in the upper left shot, one of the caches appears to be hidden on or around a tree that's had much of the earth eroded from around its base; that shot was through the tangle of roots. In the upper right, I shot one of the caches we did find.
Along the edge of town, Blue Heron Lake is a nice place to take a walk. There's a walking trail that loops the lake and passes through a nice variety of wooded and open, grassy areas allowing for some nice photo options. Generally, nothing spectacular but a nice variety of shots to practice. At around two and one half miles per lap, you get a decent little stroll out of it as well.
Eric, Linda, and I took a few hours and checked out the Kansas City Renaissance Festival. People in costumes, turkey legs, corny comedy skits, and jousting... what's not to like?!
Eric, Linda, and I took advantage of a nice, late September evening and went out to Kauffman Stadium to see the Cleveland Indians take on the home town Royals. I'd never been to the stadium so that alone was a treat. As games go, I don't think it was all that close... but we had a good time. Eric hadn't seen my new camera yet so he got to try it out. I think it got favorable marks. Linda did a nice job of catching a couple of shots of Eric and me that evening as well.
I'd never seen a Heidelburg Windmill in my forty-plus years and, within a few weeks, I saw my son operate one and another featured in a major motion picture, Seven Pounds. Eric twisted this and nudged that, coaxing the machine to produce the distinctive impressions of letterpress.
This poor guy had a memorable, if brief, ride. He slid off to one side but his hand was caught in the strap so, rather than fall to the ground, he swung around in front of the bull... looks like he's got a sawed-off horn in the center of his back. Evidently, the bull didn't like not seeing where he was goin' and gave his former rider a big push, tossing him at the bullfighter. These guys all take some pretty good shots in the course of a "day at the office."
Of course, there are all the other normal rodeo events like calf roping and barrel racing, team roping and bulldoggin' too. And, if you've not had enough, more bull riding. There were two additional events: wild horse race and mutton busting.
It was a beautiful night at Sec Taylor Field as the Iowa Cubs faced the Omaha Zephyrs. I upgraded my ticket to a box right along the field, right next to the mound in the bullpen as things turned out. As you can see, this location gave me excellent head-on shots of right-handed pitchers working from the stretch. It also let me get some of my best shots ever of the B-Bops hamburger and QT food races. The game was pretty entertaining as well... the I-Cubs won 10-4.
It's not a re-enactment because no action to re-enact happened around Lamoni during the Civil War. Instead, cavalry, infantry, and artillery representing each side gather, camp, and conduct an unscripted, illustrative battle. While the battle is a draw, wandering through the respective camp, chatting with the people who are immersed in the event is interesting as well. Most are combatants but I also met family, reporters, recruiter, and a gentleman who bore a striking resemblance to photos of Abraham Lincoln. Each did a nice job of staying in character and explaining what life could have been like for someone in their role.
As the appointed hour of battle nears, activity all over the field picks up. There are a few discussions between the representatives of the participating generals before things get started. Soon, officers start gathering men into their units and start moving marching to their positions for battle. Horses saddled and cannon are checked and prepared. Scouts on horseback patrol the field and report back to their officers. Soon, something happens and shots are fired in anger. It's on!
From there on, what happens is largely up the commanders in the field. They're free to assess the situation and issue orders as likely would have been ordered in the situation at hand. Fortunately, the event provides an interpreter / narrator to point out and explain some of the things of interest that are happening so that we, the audience, have a better understanding of what we're seeing. Much of the action takes place as units move for position, pressure another unit until one withdraws to another location, and then do it again. From time to time, there is brief hand to hand combat.
The field is pretty large, has a little rolling terrain, and easily accommodates the two camps with room for the various units to maneuver. From time to time, a unit will disappear behind a little hill only to appear again at just the right moment. Cavalry gallop across the field to take advantage of a breech in the line or deliver messages to and from the front units. A couple of officers rode behind the lines of infrantry, calling out orders to their men. There's also room enough for several cannons to deploy. When they fire, it's always impressive... and sometimes startling! I could often feel that the guns had fired as well as hear it.