Boxes, tanks, wrappers: for this week’s Photo Challenge, show us something that contains something else.
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My grandmother had one, and it almost always held jelly beans, but there really never was enough LICORICE JELLY BEANS to satisfy her over twenty grandchildren. My mother had one too, but it almost always held M & Ms. Now I have control of the candy jar and the contents change on a random basis. Currently, it’s filled with miniature Chuckles. I’m sure the licorice will disappear first.
Share a photo of what “relic” means to you — it could be your still-running 1979 Honda Accord Hatchback, a historic building in your town, or an old, rusted farm implement poking up through the long grass in a field.
Apotheosis of St. Louis
Most people think this statue that stands at the top of Art Hill in front of the Saint Louis Museum Of Fine Art is the same statue of Louis IX Saint and King of France that stood at the DeBaliviere entrance of the 1904 Louisiana Purchase Exposition (aka. The Saint Louis World’s Fair). It isn’t, it’s a copy. The original statue created by sculptor Charles Henry Niehaus was made of plaster, horse hair and paint like most of the exhibition buildings that had been built for the Fair. Two years after the fair grounds had been demolished except for two structures, the Louisiana Purchase Exposition Company decided to commemorate their very successful fair with a bronze replica of the statue. Niehaus supposedly wanted too much money to cast his work in bronze, so the LPEC awarded the project to W. R. Hodges, a local artist. Until the Gateway Arch was constructed, this statue was the most photographed site in the city. I still photograph it several times each year. The photo shown here is my latest and current favorite.
It’s really strange, so far this year I haven’t seen any moths or butterflies (or bees) visiting the flower gardens. So to rectify the situation, I created several origami butterflies to add to the garden. As Mother Nature would have it, she sent one of her frequent sudden thunderstorms we’ve been plagued with this week. And only one butterfly survived. In other words, “It’s not nice to fool Mother Nature!” Here’s the only butterfly and flowers that survived the downpour, my Photo Challenge entry to show the CONTRASTS between real and imitation nation.
This week, in a post created specifically for this challenge, share a photo that says BETWEEN.
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This morning when I went out to see how my garden was growing
I discovered this solitary radiant red lily
Between the usual multitude of snowy white lilies.
The first to blossom in three years!
This week, share a photo that has a little something extra: an unexpected visitor, or a tranquil landscape with a splash of color. A lone carrot in a sea of peas. Draw us in with a humorous detail, or find a photo with an added element that makes it an image only you could capture.
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EXTRA! EXTRA! STREET MEDIA OVERLOAD!
This week, share a photo of something that says “twist” to you. It might be that perfect ice cream cone, a yummy bit of liquorice, or something unexpected that surprised, shocked, or startled you. Well, my TWIST is a gallery of nothing but Mlle. Renee … my faithful companion. Go here for more information.
Work of Art
“Art” isn’t just paintings and sculptures, it can be anything in which we find beauty and meaning — even food. Show us a thing, place, or person that’s a work of art to you.
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SPRING! For this week’s challenge, share a photo which describes what spring means to you. It can be a flower in bloom (or a field of them!), a May Day celebration, or even some kids enjoying the sun after a long winter indoors.
Since I have two maple trees in my yard, my first sign of spring is the formation of seeds on the tree branches … even before the first leaves begin to sprout. Some people call them whirlybirds or twirlers because of the way the mature dried seeds spin to the ground looking for a place to sprout and give birth to yet another maple seedling. I have other names for them, most of which are unprintable. They litter the lawn, the walks, the drive and clog the guttering around the house. My electric mower now acts like a vacuum to sweep up the twirlers covering the ground. I’ll have to find someone to clean the guttering, since acrophobia keeps me from climbing ladders. On the plus side, when the hundred year plus tall maple that shaded the back lawn and house during the summer was attacked by beetles that tunneled into the heart of the tree and made it unsafe several years ago, two new seedlings popped up to replace it. They’re now on their way to becoming tall shade trees.
This year, the negative aspects of the twirlers were diminished a couple of days ago when high winds and heavy hail and rain storms knocked the majority of the twirlers from the tree branches before they matured.
And while dandelions and henbit are considered edible harbingers of spring to many …
But in order to take the picture, I had to go across the Mississippi River into Illinois and walk along the railroad track to get in position to shoot. And drat, look at all the power lines that got in the way. So I’m adding a couple of bonus pictures. I’ve been photographing the Arch for years, and this is the first photo I shot…
THE MONUMENT UNDER CONSTRUCTION
This was taken in 1965. It’s also a black and white photo, since this was before digital photography. And how many young men could afford Kodachrome film. I also took a photo from the top floor of the office building where I worked the day the center section was lowered into position to join the two legs. (Unfortunately, it’s stored on a slide in one of the many boxes holding years of slide trays that are stored in the back of the closets.)
And in case you’ve never been to Saint Louis to visit the arch in person and you’re wondering how people get up to the top of the 630-foot-high monument to look out of the little windows there … well, there are steps, but not many people would want to climb up them. Instead, there is a little train with little people pods that will carry you up and down.
The People Pod
And trust me, it is a real trip up to the top! By the way, the Arch’s real name is The Jefferson National Expansion Memorial and it is part of a National Park that runs along the Mississippi River at the exact location where French fur traders landed 250 years ago to found the city dedicated to Louis IX, saint and king of France. So we’re having a big birthday party around here this year. Come visit and help us celebrate.
In a post created specifically for this challenge, share a photo that captures the threshold — that point just before the action happens, that oh-so-sweet moment of anticipation before that new beginning. It could be a door about to open, or something a bit more metaphorical like a flower about to bloom. Side entrance of a historic old stone church. What secrets and memories await the visitor who crosses the threshold.