We stretched some new strings on Hilda's old guitar and woke it up with a seasonal Beatles tune ...

This was intended as a little personal project, to be filed away and perhaps viewed from our rockers someday as a sort of video reminiscence of an ordinary event back in 2011. The kind of snapshot you don't think to snap because it is just so pllain ordinary. But it turned out sort of OK, so here you go . . .

One of the elements that made for a fine weekend. In addition to the Vimeo flick, there is a slide show here:
A February Weekend

Just in case y'all have been in outer space, or Disneyland, or even perhaps Portland, and have missed the niffy new photography blog that is amassing, oh, three to four visits a week, here's the link .

Hilda puts up some of her special tomato sauce, the last of the peaches, and even squishes a few figs into the jam I love. About a 4-minute video.

Putting By Under the Harvest Moon from Anthony Mindling on Vimeo.

Since son Eric has generously allocated a slot in his Traditions Mexico tour schedule to provide for my Oaxaca photography trip, the least I can do is pound the social networking pavement to hype it up.

Tony at work hyping up his photo trip

From SuburbanSnapshots.com

10. There are half-full, brightly-colored plastic cups on the floor in every room. Three are in the bathtub.

9. There's always that one girl, bawling her eyes out in a corner.

8. It's best not to assume that the person closest to you has any control over their digestive function.

7. You sneak off to the bathroom knowing that as soon as you sit down, someone's going to start banging on the door.

6. Probably 80 percent of the stains on the furniture contain DNA.

5. You've got someone in your face at 3 a.m. looking for a drink.

I hear them before I see them. A thin, but distinct, gargling cry. Squinting into the sun, there they are, high in the sky, circling to catch a thermal, the sun catching their wings flashing white against the blue as they turn.

Sandhill Cranes