Take the picture

I'm a sucker for a scene. Whether it be a frozen moment in time or a short sequence of events. I'm referring to the kinds of things you'd see in a good picture album or in a movie.

Something you'd want to remember or capture in some way. Something evocative.

Emotions, events, or any notion of specifics don't matter; as long as it causes the person experiencing it to pause for even the briefest moment.

I have one of these moments after nearly every one of my daughter's violin lessons. The adjacent instruction room provides it for me. I think it's the light at that time of day. Or the arrangement of the empty furniture. Or the open violin case. Or the numerous other random details.

I liken it to walking into an empty dimly lit lecture hall or into a building or business after hours.

Luckily, one of the days the room was not in use, I had a camera on me. Under the chagrined gaze of another parent, randomly peering up from his Thinkpad, I managed to get a few exposures.

I wish the picture was sharper. My Canon EF 50mm 1:1.8 II lens seriously needs a digital body to attach itself to.

~Elmer

A stroll around the lake. End.

These photos are a continuation of photos found in a previous post.

~Elmer

Macaroni & Cheese - a lesson in futility

I'd like to talk about something very important. Macaroni & Cheese. Specifically, the Kraft variety.

I have no qualms with the taste; after all, it is "The Cheesiest." What is a source of befuddlement for me, however, is the opening mechanism.

It seems so alluringly simple. One would assume that "TO OPEN PUSH SIDE FLAP AND TEAR BACK" and "TO OPEN PUSH HERE" would combine for an easy entrance to cheesy yummy goodness.

But try as I might, a successful execution of this strategy eludes me. No amount of staring, pinching, or pulling seems to help.

And so, I resort to the default. The ripping, rending, and utter destruction of the boreal opening. Eventually, I am victorious and yet I feel defeated.

Perhaps, someday Kraft will fix the perforations or abandon the madness of this method altogether.

Until that day... Doh, the water for the macaroni and cheese is boiling. Next time. Next time.

~Elmer

A stroll around the lake. Begin.

We managed to run the 2.8 mile inner loop of Greenlake several times this week.

Here's some pictures I snapped along the way.

More photos to follow in a later post.

~Elmer