Inside the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, Russia.
I taught a journalism class at St. Petersburg State University a couple of years ago. I had a blast and I would love to go back. I posted more photos and observations on my travel photo blog: eurotrip.queenkv.org.
This is my entry for today’s Photo Sunday Challenge: Colorful.
A disturbing buzz drowns out the Sigur Ros channel on Pandora.
My hubby closes the dog door. I pour another cup of coffee and turn up the volume on moody guitar strings and Icelandic vocals.
My Saturday morning habits do not fool Daisy. She jumps up on the couch with enough force to push it against the window. She pokes her head out the blinds, bending back flimsy plastic strips. She spots the gardeners invading her home. She barks off an alarm to her pack.
I drag her back to the couch for more cuddles. She calms down with her dirty, chewed-up Binky. Daisy nibbled off the blue furry day a few weeks ago. Mark says we have a couple of new Binkys, on stand-by in the garage.
Back to the Daisy cuddle method. It involves a lot of fur. Black slacks and dry-clean only clothes are collateral damage when Daisy noses her way onto my lap. I use the couch blanket to cover up work clothes. With head low and butt up in the air, Daisy sniffs out the perfect lap position. Sometimes this lasts for minutes. It feels like she’s trying to cover my legs and arms with her puppy scent. She always ends up stretched out across my thighs, head between her paws.
There’s a bedroom variation to the Daisy cuddle method. Her goal: to make sure we’re connected before we nod off. I expect more sniffing. Sometimes, a snorkle escapes from her furry lips. She noses her way around my knees if I’m sitting up with a book. Into the nook, by my armpit, if I’m lying down. She achieves foam mattress zen when she curls up into a ball by my side, with a bony elbow covering my hip or part of my leg. Or her chin lands on my limb, her big brown eyes stay on my face as they flutter shut. I think this is her way of telling me: “Things will be OK. I’m here for you.”
I got lucky on this shot from Half Moon Bay. The photo has two kids playing by the surf. In the foreground, you can also see yellow and green paint buckets left behind in the sand.
So, I figured this photo works for today’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Two Subjects.
I spotted a film crew shooting along Battery in San Francisco, next to Jackson Square.
Officers blocked off traffic as the crew shot a flat contraption, with four wheels, roll down the street.
I bet they’ll do some CG magic over the wheels. Maybe we’ll see a fancy, future car tearing through SF Financial District. Or a fancy Hollywood star flying past the dark red brick building on Battery. I wonder if I’ll recognize the scene when it makes it on TV or the silver screen.
Wow! I loved this trailer for the new HBO series, “The Newsroom.”
I wonder if Jeff Daniels is channeling Howard Beale in his anchor role.
I’m setting up my DVR to record the pilot. It could be awesome. I also find myself yelling at the screen with these pseudo-newsroom shows. Ask my hubby. I tore apart “Morning Glory.” I got snarky over impossible live shots, human camera work and the newsroom meeting before the morning news show.
I almost stopped watching “The Ugly Truth” when I saw the Sacramento morning news producer drive to work after sunrise. WTF.
Also – Thanks to Medill’s tweet, I spotted one of the lectures halls used by my classes in Evanston. Ah…memories!