Category Archives: Children
Our grandaughter a few years ago, in their Portland, OR neighborhood. She’s now a teenager.Time passes too quickly.
Spotted these two girls on a rooftop ( near Alberta Street, Portland, OR.) playing with a blond-haired doll. The dialogue went something like this:
Me: “May I take your photo”?
Younger girl: “Do you have flash on that camera”?
Me: ” Yes, I do, but it is too sunny out to need it”.
Younger girl: “Don’t tell my mom we’re up here”.
Me: “I won’t tell. Be careful”!
Some of the odd items spotted along Skidmore St., NE Portland. I did pick up the syringe (diabetic?) and dispose of it later. It’s so infuriating to find stuff like a syringe that could be so dangerous to humans of all ages, but especially children. That is my rant for the day.
Snake handlers at the Pike Place Market. Of course, even the tattoo relates to their passion or …..whatever it may be called. Pretty sure I would pass on the chance to hold one of these guys.
A week ago I was walking near Cal Anderson Park on Capitol Hill in Seattle when I observed a most unusual Spring ritual. There was a large group of children gathered around an inflated giraffe-like creature led, apparently, by a middle-aged man wearing fake bunny ears. As he gesticulated to the horde of children as he counted down from 10. When he said the magical number the children made a dash for these plastic, egg-shaped objects that were randomly placed on the landscaped hill. I surmised that the idea was to collect as many of these ‘eggs’ as one could. Clearly the advantage was with the faster and probably older children. This event/ritual had their own professional photographer! After all of the eggs had been gathered the children and their parents met up at the fake giraffe-like object and the ritual seemed to come to a close at that point. I think I identified with the toddler in the last photo. He seemed to be wondering what all the fuss about some orb-like object could be? My sentiments exactly 🙂
This small trailer has been gutted and turned into a childs playroom. In the NW, where there is no shortage of rainfall and, hence, a great shortage of parental peace and quiet in the home, this seems like a great solution: send the kids to the ‘playroom’ and enjoy a couple of hours of peace and quiet.
Local public school that has a playground. During the summer months, while school is out, it is a nice place to play.
Our grandaughter, Madeleine, standing behind a large lens on the playground set at Lincoln Park, near our home. This image, on one level, looks like a very old photo or painting hanging on a wall. Well, maybe my imagination is getting the better of me? What do you see?