When my brother and sister visited me a couple of weeks ago we picked pie cherries.
It’s a family tradition; we’ve picked cherries at this orchard since we were little kids. And just like years ago we managed to eat a fair amount of the tart jewels as we worked to fill freezer bags in preparation of pies to come.
A perfect summer day – in collage – from my family to yours.
Uncle Sam waits for everyone to show up.
Time to check your phone before the start.
I was extra lucky. I was in the South, on a lake that just happens to have some very patriotic water lovers. Every July on the 4th a huge community of jet skies and boats circles part of the lake at full speed.
This year I got to shoot images of them as they went by. It was a big group, probably more than a hundred total.
Fully decorated!
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
First there was the gathering of everyone. The waiting for the prompt 10:00 a.m. start. The chatting with friends. The smiles. The admiring of costumes and decorations.
Waiting and watching.
The increased anxiety for me.
You see we had been out on the lake the day before, talking to friends, telling them I’d be out there shooting. We told them to look for us and come by as close as they could.
We told them to smile.
Festive balloons.
I hoped I wouldn’t let them down. I’d be sitting in a boat moving up and down over choppy waters. They’d be out in the middle of the chop, moving fast across my bow.
Gathering for the run.
Anything could happen.
It was a beautiful day, bright blue skies, puffy white clouds, beautiful water. Perfect for a parade.
It’s gonna get crazy out there!
At two minutes to ten they took off. We high-tailed it to the other side of the lake and a particular point near where we planned on anchoring.
They’d have to go around us.
I was as ready as I could be. Extra batteries. Extra memory chips. And advice on shooting action shots from my friend Heather, aka Snap Happy Gal who does phenomenal work. You should visit her web site.
How did it turn out? Well, it was a blast. Here’s a slideshow of some of my favorite shots.
It was a perfect parade. I didn’t notice the waves much while I was shooting. But when I took the camera away from my face and saw the waves heading toward me I sort of freaked. They looked at least 3 feet tall! They looked like they’d swamp the boat! I scrambled toward the back of the boat a couple of times, but we stayed sea-worthy.
It was an honor to photograph these people enjoying their holiday. I especially liked to capture the families that were riding the waves together. My brother has posted some of these photos to a lake Facebook page. I will post more soon.
I hope you enjoyed my representation of a 4th of July lake parade. But honestly? You should have been there.
On the lake. Can’t get better than that!
Proud to be an American.
Our first stop was Belle Isle, a park on an island in the middle of the Detroit River. There’s a giant fountain on the eastern edge of the island and it’s very beautiful, but when I looked at my images once we were home I was fascinated by this shot – the spikes of water shooting up into the blue sky.
Look closely at the ribbons of water.
The shot doesn’t show the whole fountain, but you can see that anywhere.
There’s a beautiful glass arboretum on the island. We stopped to visit, but it was only open Thursday through Sunday. We were there on a Tuesday.
Historic building glowed when the sun came out from behind clouds.
Still, it was beautiful and the grounds around it are gorgeous.
Then we drove over to the far east end of the island and wandered through a beautiful grassy meadow…
Such a beautiful day.
…where we found a functioning lighthouse. Another historic building, just beautiful in the sun, standing majestic under the shifting clouds.
Been standing there for years warning ships that an island lives in the middle of the river.
After spending several hours on the island we went back to the city and parked along the waterfront. It’s been developed into a beautiful walkway, part of which travels behind General Motors’ headquarters.
People working here have a pretty cool view from their offices.
From the Riverwalk we watched ships travel the river between Great Lakes.
Afternoon light made this ship glow.
Across the river is Windsor, Canada. We waved, and her flag waved back.
Up in town, Joe Lewis’ fist waited to great us.
Showing the strength of Detroit.
It was a beautiful day, the day after hundreds of thousands of people had been at Hart Plaza, right where we were standing, enjoying the fireworks. Already the plaza had been cleaned up.
Such pretty colors, the sky and the flags.
Then we took the People Mover, an elevated train, over to Greektown for dinner.
All aboard!
Along the way we saw a lot of the city, and watched progress being made on another new building.
Getting it done.
We had a great dinner at Greektown and then headed back to the river and the car.
Waiting for the train and enjoying the view, all the way across the river to Windsor.
Detroit is on the move…we enjoyed our visit, but we had to move on too. My Fitbit recorded 19,000+ steps. Our feet were tired, our bellies were full, time to head for home. Another great day of retirement was in the book.
I’m looking forward to the next adventure!
Skyline from the train.
Fun filled week, will post later!
What to say, what to say. There’s nothing happening around here, yet I feel a need to share photos with you. Photos of regular life in summer here in Michigan.
Little League at Katie’s park under a summer sky.
The grass is growing, the birds are sucking down food from the feeders, trees are fully leafed out and the afternoon skies are often filled with clouds.
It’s been pretty amazing.
Though we’ve seen lots of storm clouds we’re really short on rain. The yard is already turning brown. Watering the gardens will soon be a daily if not twice a day ritual. We’re not even to July yet.
No rain in these clouds.
It’s finally warm enough at night to camp and Katie and I have been on one adventure, but plan on scheduling a few more before the leaves start to turn. It’s still an adventure if it’s scheduled – right?
Hey mama! No rainfly!
For now we’re enjoying the air conditioning and watching the oriole feeder right up next to the window. Lots of things besides orioles visit.
Got any more oranges lady?
They all apparently watch for me to fill the feeder and then rush in to get their share. Or more than their share, depending on their size and boldness.
There you go Mr. Woodpecker!
The flowers have been beautiful so far this season. But now we’re moving into the dry heat of summer so we’ll see. A lot will depend on our watering habits.
Lantana smiles every day.
Really, so little to say, so much to show you. Guess I need to take you on a more formal walk sometime. Lots of beautiful places to go; what would be your choice? A lake? A woodsy park? The back yard? A bike path?
Wonder where that path goes?
All good choices, but each will require me to leave my comfy chair. And I can’t do any of them until I get some weeding done.
Still weeding is better than working a job…so I can’t complain.
Katie can, and does, but it’s all in fun.
Hey mama!
Dear Dad,
I’m looking at all the tributes to dads on this Father’s Day. They’re all over Facebook; lots and lots of pretty terrific dads out there. Of course you probably don’t know what Facebook is, I don’t think it was a thing back when you were on the computer. But I think you would have enjoyed it, kept in touch with a lot of your forward thinking friends. And your kids of course.
Speaking of which, we’re all doing pretty good lately. A couple of them are coming up to visit me next week, and I’ll be going south next month. Hopefully we’ll all be together at your lake house for at least a few days. I know you like it when we’re all there, just like the old days. I think the house likes it too.
And you should see our house and garden now. The remodeling is finally finished, you didn’t get to see the fireplace or the built-ins. The kitchen that was so new when you were here last is probably outdated now. I watch those television shows and wonder what a buyer would say when they walked in here. It’s certainly not a gut job, but it’s not white either. Buyers are so fickle! You’d laugh at the thought of someone ripping out perfectly good stuff and starting over because it wasn’t their taste. I think the same way, probably got it from you.
The kousa dogwood tree out front that you helped plant so many years ago is beautiful this year. It’s such a delicate pink and cream. And so many blossoms. I guess that’s because we had a warm winter. Or a wet spring. Or maybe both. You and mom would love it.
You’d both love the birds here too. You should see the huge woodpecker on the oriole feeder right now, stealing all the oranges I just put out. He’s really pretty. So are the orioles, of course, who often share the feeder with other hungry birds. Sometimes I go out to Kensington, one of your favorite parks, and let the birds land on my hand. I often think about how you would enjoy doing that. Mom too.
Hey! Have you noticed that Katie and I camped a lot last summer? We’re planning on doing some this summer too. Can’t believe it’s already the middle of June. I guess if we’re going we should get to it. Katie says she’s glad you taught me all about camping, because she just loves to be out there in the woods, and she sure loves sleeping in her tent. Remember the old heavy green army tent the whole family used to sleep in? Well, tents today are a lot different! And they don’t smell so much either, which is a good thing.
Speaking of Katie, you didn’t get to meet her. You remember Bonnie, right? The sheltie-girl without the tail? Well, Katie is sort of like her but on steroids. She’s wound like a top, and definitely over the top, but I bet you’d enjoy her antics.
And did you see that your third child has grandchildren now? You would have loved these little kids, they’re so cute! And fun in small doses, you know? You could have played with them on weekends and then enjoyed the peace of the lake after they went back home. I’m sorry you didn’t get to experience that. But I figure you’re smiling now anyway.
There’s not a lot of news, dad. We’re all doing fine, partly because of the way you and mom raised us. We’re thankful for what we have, but we sure do miss the two of you.
I was thinking about what picture of you to use for this Father’s Day post, realizing that I don’t have any recent ones, that there won’t be any new photos ever again and that made me sad. So I guess I’ll just use a few of those I’ve already posted, sort of a celebration of your life.
But gee, I wish I could take a photo with you today.
What are you doing out there lady?
Tonight I took a chair out into the yard, trying to get a shot of the orioles glowing in the evening sun. Boy they are suspicious birds.
Do I have jelly on my beak?
Though I was sitting far away from the feeder, and using my long lens, they were still skittish. Especially when this face appeared in the window only inches away from their feeder.
Hey mama! What are you ….ooops…sorry mama!
Even with the distraction the male and female oriole each showed up for a few fleeting moments.
You can’t see me if I hide behind this pole. Can you?
The goldfinches, on the other hand, are much less finicky about paparazzo like me.
On the lookout. The food lady needs to fill the thistle feeder.
Earlier today we had a visitor who had a hankering for jelly. He’s been here before, and has, in fact, enthusiastically chewed the feeder trying to get the last drop.
Hey lady! It’s not my fault if you don’t have a squirrel baffle on this feeder pole!
And yesterday Mr. Grosbeak dropped by. He’s not shy at all, and told me right away that I had inadvertently allowed the safflower seed level to drop to an unacceptable level.
This is unacceptable lady! You are a slacker!
I fixed that immediately. Sorry sir.
So hard to keep peace among the youngsters.
Dad and young?
Paw-TEE!
Katie here. I’ve had to bug and bug and bug mama to let me tell you about the Sheltie get together held over at one of my parks. Mama says there are more important things to write about and it’s not my blog, but as we all know there is nothing more important than me, and of course this is my blog!
Mama is getting old and a bit senile if you ask me.
Anyway. Last Sunday was the 2nd annual Sheltie Meet and Greet. Maybe you were even there! If I didn’t get to meet you I’m sorry. I did stay a little stand offish; being a princess and all I let people stop by to meet me! I didn’t do too much mixing and mingling because it was very hot and mama knows I can get a bit cranky when I’m hot. And I don’t allow any butt sniffing either. No way. A princess does not tolerate that at all and I tend to snap at any doggie that tries. So mama didn’t let most dogs get too close.
Lots of sniffing going on. I did not partake.
Mama said the party was all about the people getting to see all the gorgeous dogs and less about us dogs getting to meet and play. I think she’s delusional.
A special sheltie.
My goodness there were a lot of beautiful dogs! Ninety shelties said they’d be there and bring their people. We didn’t count, but there sure were a lot!
There was plenty of ear skritching…
That’s the spot!
…and tummy tickling.
Don’t stop!
I got to visit for a few minutes with Cookie and Zohan and their folks. We met them at last year’s sheltie party. They were just as calm and collected as I remembered, hanging out with their parents in the shade.
Going with the flow, hanging out with mom and dad.
And I met a new friend named Blue and his mom. He was calm too and we liked hanging out together.
Hey! Got anything to eat?
But you know what I did? (Seems like I always do something at these things that embarrasses mama.) Blue’s mom got him a piece of doggie cake, and when she put his plate on the ground he was sort of sniffing it and nibbled off a little piece, just testing you know? And I swooped in and grabbed the whole piece and gulped it down!
I’m sorry Blue. I shouldn’t have eaten your cake.
All I left him were a few crumb! Mama was mortified. I was lucky Blue didn’t bite my nose off, but all he did was calmly lick up the crumbs. He even stayed my friend. Mama says I should apologize right now, so I will. But geeze mama, why didn’t you just go and get him another piece! No excuses that it didn’t occur to you, mama. As I said, you’re starting to get senile.
Blue was a gentleman, and even after I stole his cake we were able to settle down together and watch all the other shelties. It’s a comfortable friendship.
Hanging out together.
I had a good time, other than when we all marched up to a hill to get a group picture. It was so hot I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to sit in the sun. I didn’t want to be next to a whole lot of other shelties and people I didn’t know.
See me sitting by myself over there toward the left? Mama was taking a picture!!
Mama didn’t make me sit there very long. We got up and walked back down the hill, I went to sit under a picnic table in the shade and mama took more pictures. I’m a good girl and sat patiently under that table while she tried to get the whole group in one shot.
Only part of the group.
It was impossible. There were just way too many people and beautiful dogs. Shelties of every size and color…
Big and little, sable and blue and tri and more.
…every face was beautiful…
Such a sweet face.
…every dog was adorable…
Want to play?
…and lots of fun was had by all.
Can’t stop grinning!
I didn’t play at all, and only interacted with a couple dogs, but I enjoyed watching the rest of them greet each other….
Emily Ann, the rock star, meets Harvey one of the greeters.
….and play with each other…
Attack!!!!
…still, I had a good time. I want to thank the organizers and hosts, Linda and Ty, and anybody else that had a hand (or paw) in putting this together. I know it was a lot of work and I appreciate you giving me a chance to take my mama to my park and hang out with so many other nice dogs and people!
Look at all these shelties mama!
Mama is always coming up with something new to do and I appreciate her effort. But I think our next adventure should include air conditioning. Can you work on that mama?
I’ll go take a nap now in preparation.
Love ya mama!
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