Week 30 – #22. I Love You

Nothing says “I Love You” more than seeing a Mother with her offspring.

 

Week 25. #43. Starts With “O”

Some may call it a scallion; others may call it a green onion; many may call it a spring onion but whatever you call it, it is of the onion family and that means it “starts with “O.”

 

 

Week 24 – #2. A Stranger

In 1978, “a stranger” walked into my office and introduced himself as Nino Piccolo, the architect who would be designing a new office building for my employer, and from that day forward we have been good friends.  While in Chattanooga just before Christmas we got together for lunch for what may be the last time we see each other before he returns to Italy, his homeland, in April. Our time over lunch was spent talking about the good times we have shared and the many mutual friends we have lost over the years.  Nino’s daughter, Christina, is accompanying him and will be teaching English to students in a nearby school.  They will reside in Nino’s home overlooking a beautiful countryside in Ascoli Piceno in the Marche region.  I wish you well, my friend, enjoy la dolce vita and I will keep my promise to visit you in the not-too-distant future.

 

Week 21 – 11. Diptych/Triptych

As the Christmas season approaches I find myself thinking about a wonderful trip I made recently to the Biltmore House in Ashville, NC with four friends. It is a special place to visit any time of the year but I find it especially beautiful when it has been decorated with poinsettias, red bows, wreaths, sprigs of greenery and Christmas trees in every room. One photo will not give you enough of an idea as to how beautiful its rooms are so I elected to provide you with a “diptych/triptych.” I am wishing all my friends and family a Merry Christmas surrounded by those you love.

 

Week 19 – #48. Urban Exploration

Each visit to Chattanooga my husband and I engage in its “urban exploration.” Looking back over the years, we continue to be amazed that Chattanooga, once called “the dirtiest city in America,” is today the fourth largest tourism market in Tennessee and has welcomed big companies like Amazon and Volkswagen to locate their facilities there. Not too many years ago, living downtown was unheard of but today it is a most desirable place to live. This photo was taken during a girls’ trip last October and as I walked across the glass bridge I could not help but notice the new condominiums and apartments which were not there a few years ago.

 

Week 15 – #3. Abandoned

As I stood in the field taking this photo, I felt sad and my thoughts went back to when this barn in Sequatchie County, TN must have been a vibrant structure with meaning to the farmer. I imagined it filled with equipment, baled hay and perhaps even a few horses. Now it is “abandoned” with its barn wood decaying and rusty tin roof peeling from neglect.

 

Week 14 – #9. Close Up/Macro

This beautiful rose was basking in the afternoon light along the banks of the Tennessee River and was perfect for a “close up/macro” shot.

 

Week 13 – #52. Zig Zag

The Tennessee River Park is the crown jewel of Hamilton County’s Park system. Beginning at TVA’s Chickamauga Dam and stretching thirteen miles along the Tennessee River through downtown Chattanooga to the Southside District, this linear park offers users opportunities to enjoy a variety of activities and learning experiences.

The River walk itself is an eight-to-ten foot wide, landscaped and lighted concrete trail leading to parks and breath-taking views along the river. It is designed for use by both walkers and bicycle riders. This is a unique “Zig Zag” section in the downtown section of Chattanooga between the Walnut Street Bridge and the Market Street Bridge.

 

 

Week 12 – #26. Isolated Object(s)

Fall is my favorite time of the year because of the crispness of the air and the brilliant colors of the leaves as they begin to change.  Today as I was walking and admiring the beauty of nature, I spotted an “isolated object” of red amongst a sea of green.

 

Week 10 – #12. Documentary

It was 6:15 a.m., September 6, 2017, and Category 5 Hurricane Irma was pushing herself in a fierce manner as it approached Puerto Rico packing winds of 185 miles per hour.  All indications were that she had her eye aimed at Florida and warnings to Floridians were to be prepared.  It has been 25 years since Hurricane Andrew devastated parts of the state and tension was high. Preparation was evident as locals sat in their vehicles waiting until the local BJ’s gas pumps opened, already void of regular gas with only premium available.  As a “documentary,” I jumped out of my car and took this photo with my iPhone.