This is the third of four collections of pictures of Scottie D’s progeny frolicking around the skate park in McHose Park.
I don’t like to brag on Boone, but McHose Park is still the best city park I’ve ever seen. Sorry Central Park.
One more collection of Austin and Porter left in the hopper.
Here is another collection of images from the photo shoot with Austin and Porter from the 2018 backlog:
Still plenty more pictures of Porter and Austin in the chute!
Of all the folders left in the 2018 backlog, the biggest one by far is the photos from a photo shoot with Scottie D.’s two progeny, Austin and Porter. We went out to the McHose Park skate park and took a bunch of candid portaits.
Here is a collection of photos:
Still plenty more pictures of Austin & Porter in the chute.
Before we get into the meat of today’s post, I just want to throw out a quick prayer request out there. On Friday when I was ringing the bell for the Salvation Army, a woman that I don’t know handed the money directly to me and asked me to pray for her. She has a job interview on Monday (today) and she really needs that job. It is possible at this hour that she has already had the interview and the decisions have already been made*, but if you are the praying type, throw up a quick prayer for this woman.
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COLORFUL really inspired a wide group of people in many different directions. We’ve reached a double digit streak for weeks with double digit submissions!
But you didn’t come here to listen to me talk all tommyrot about participation rates. You came to see the submissions:
Kim Barker
Andy Sharp
Kim Barker
Monica Henning
Kim Barker
Monica Henning
Andy Sharp
Dawn Krause
Jesse Howard
Elizabeth Nordeen
Becky Parmelee
Cathie Raley
Micky Augustin
Christopher D. Bennett
Shannon Bardole-Foley
Monica Henning
Michelle Haupt
Tamara Peterson
Jen Ensley-Gorshe
Jen Ensley-Gorshe
Angie Dewaard
But enough dwelling on the past. Time to look to the future. We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember my friend, future events such as these will affect you in the future! This week’s theme:
HIGH PERSPECTIVE! What a great theme! But what is a HIGH PERSPECTIVE image. Think of it like this 97% of the images taken in this world, in a study I just made up to back up my point, are taken from exactly the eye level of the person taking the picture. A HIGH PERSPECTIVE picture challenges you to do one of two things. Find a way to get higher up than normal ground level and take a picture. Climb a ladder. Go on a roof. Take your company helicopter for a spin. Or, you could simple look down and be higher than your subject.
I look forward to seeing your interpretations!
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HOUSEKEEPING
A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 RULES DIVISION
The picture has to be taken the week of the theme. This isn’t a curate your pictures challenge. This is a get your butt off the couch (my personal experience) and put your camera in your hands challenge. Don’t send me a picture of you next to the Eiffel Tower, when I know you were in Iowa all week. I will point out that I have let that slide some in the past. I will not in the future. Since it is literally about the only rule.
Your submission needs to be emailed to bennett@photography139.com by 11 AM on the Monday of the challenge due date.
OR
I now allow people to text me their submissions. In the past, I had made exceptions for a couple people that aren’t real computer savvy, even though it was an inconvenience for me and required at least 3 extra steps for me. I am now lifting that embargo because I have a streamline way of uploading photos. I’m not giving out my phone number, but if you have it, you can text me.
It should be pointed out that this blog auto-publishes at 12:01 on Mondays. So it wouldn’t hurt to get your picture in earlier.
That is it, them’s the rules.
A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION DIVISION
Nobody showed class, taste, and sophistication this week by signing up for a Photography 139 email subscription. I’ll try and do better next week.
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That’s all I got for today, so if the good Lord’s willin’ and the creek don’t rise, we will commune right here again next Monday. Hopefully it will be a very high Monday!
*This isn’t my understanding of the way prayer works, but using for illustrative purposes.
The pictures in the folder 2009-07-17 are from the second to last Ames Jaycees event I ever attended. I can’t remember the timeline of everything that went down that caused me to up and quit the Jaycees, but I’m pretty sure that I had already resigned my Board Position several months before and at this point I was just short-timing it.
These pictures were at Ames on the Half Shell and the band was Kountertop. Kountertop fit into that category of generic classic rock cover band that is the bedrock that Ames on the Half Shell was built on, but their musicianship was of a higher quality than the most of the band that played there. They even played a few originals here and there.
They used to play live backup band for a Karaoke night down at People’s in Des Moines. I don’t know if they are still together or not, but my Google search only came up with a Facebook page that seems defunct.
Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the day:
By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entry to its original glory:
I’m not sure all that will be involved in next Saturday’s walk down memory lane, but it will involve Mark for sure.
Happy Thanksgiving! Every year on Thanksgiving I like to think about my many, many blessings. I know, real original. You should feel free to try it sometime. But make sure you let everybody know that I invented gratitude.
I am thankful for my friends:
I am blessed with an amazing church family:
I am blessed with a decent job and work friends that I don’t mind seeing more than 40 hours a week:
I’m blessed to share my house with Naima:
This is only a small sampling of my blessings, but I feel to go on much longer would sound like boasting. Thank all of you for choosing to be part of my life!
In the 2018 backlog, I found another collection of pictures I took at an Iowa State women’s basketball game. I decided to post them, to make sure, all of you understand that Bridget Carleton is the GOAT.
Bridge Carleton also:
#1 & #5 Scoring Seasons – 760 + 594
#1 & #4 Scoring Average Seasons – 21.7 + 19.2
#2 Free throws made in a season – 180
#1 Free throw percentage in a season – .939
#1 Field goals made – 254
#4 Rebounds – 302
Here are some pictures from a victory over Arkansas:
I haven’t made it to a basketball game yet this season, but hopefully that changes on Friday.
Sometimes these Saturday walks down memory lane that are part of a restoration project of old blog posts, takes a completely unexpected turn. The images in the folder 2009-07-15 contains a couple of those pictures.
In there are pictures of Sara and a sparkler. Then there are pictures of lilies. There is a picture of Andree in front of his house. Then there are pictures of Logan and Willy running in Midnight Madness.
But buried in those Midnight Madness photos are 2 pictures of people I haven’t thought about in years. One guy I liked and miss when I remember them and another person that was just the strangest briefest flash across the sky of my life. He was a person I had completely forgotten about.
The first picture is of a UPS guy named Blake that used to be the dedicated UPS guy at the Computer Mine my first 6 or 7 years I was swinging the pick. At a certain point Blake took a different route and I haven’t really seen him since then and it is too bad. I miss talking to that guy. He even once tried to pay me to pretend to be Santa for his kids. I declined the offer because, you know, kids smell, but in the history of people thinking I should portray Santa, Blake the UPS guy was the first. At least the first to offer me money.
The second is a more weird twisted, rocky memory lane. There is a picture of a guy named John in the collection. I can’t remember John’s last name at all, but at the very end of my tenure with the Evil Clown Empire I was stationed at the West Ames Outpost. John was my “boss”. He suffered from some mental illness, but I’m not entirely sure what flavor.
He spent an entire afternoon once counting paper clips and rubber bands in the lobby. Then he calculated which one was cheaper to bundle money with, paper clips or rubber bands. He spent hours on this project to try to save the store .0003 cents per bundle of bills.
I’m going to let you in on a secret. There are two ways to control your profit at a restaurant that matter. You control your labor costs. You control your food costs. Placing energy on anything is a complete waste of your resources. Control those 2 things and almost everything else will fall into place.
I only worked with John a few weeks. He was fired during the weeks I took off work after Olivia passed away. I can remember sitting in my Mom’s kitchen a couple days after Olivia’s funeral when John called me. He called to tell me that he had been fired. When I returned to work, they offered me John’s job. I told them where to stick their job in so many words. It was also when I put in my 1 month notice. In retrospect, I don’t know why I gave them a full one month notice, but at the time it seemed like the right thing to do.
As for John, it would be 3.5 years before I would see him again. He was running in Midnight Madness. He seemed to be doing well. I haven’t thought of him in years until I came across his picture in this collection.
I wonder what he is doing now, but I can’t even look him up. I don’t remember his last name.
Here are some pictures from that folder:
This is John
This is Blake
By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entries to their original glory:
Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve another Ames on the Half Shell concert.
Here is the final collection of images from the 2018 Howards Photo Shoot that took place at some golf course that is like 3 blocks from my house.
Sorry David, your character from the Howard Family Sitcom got written off. You will not be appearing in the 2019 Howard Family Photo Shoot.
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This is your reminder that this week’s WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE theme is SHADOW:
A SHADOW picture is a picture where a SHADOW is an important composition element of the picture.
Happy photo harvesting!
On Saturday, I attended the Celebration of Life for Glenn Peterson.
Glenn was one of my favorite people and I’m sure most people that got the pleasure to meet Glenn also shared my admiration for him. Seeing and talking to Glenn was a bonus reason to go to church on Sundays. To participate in Methodist Men activities. Glenn was one of the few people who’s opinions on restaurants I respected.
Glenn was the true human embodiment of Luke3:11 to me:
11 John answered, “Anyone who has two shirts should share with the one who has none, and anyone who has food should do the same.”
I thought I would share Glenn’s obituary so that you could partially know the great man that Glenn was (and the obituary doesn’t even mention that he made a mean glass of root beer):
Glenn Lionel Peterson, was born in Fort Dodge, Iowa on December 5, 1947, the son of Clayton and Phyllis (Wheaton) Peterson. He attended grade school in Fort Dodge and graduated from Perry High School in Perry, Iowa in 1966. He also graduated from DMACC in Ankeny in 1995. In 1968, Glenn enlisted in the United States Army and served during the Vietnam War and was a member of the Iowa National Guard for 23 years. Glenn was discharged from the Guard in 1999 with the rank of Sergeant First Class. On October 18, 1986, Glenn married Tamara Rose at the Iowa National Guard Chapel in Johnston, Iowa. In earlier years, Glenn worked for Oscar Mayer as an electrician maintenance man, for the Iowa Department of Public Defense at Camp Dodge as a Mechanic, and as a technician for the Iowa Department of Transportation. He was a member of the First United Methodist Church of Boone, NIAPRA Car Club, and the Iowa Street Rods Association. Glenn was a member of the 2017 Boone County Freedom Flight. Glenn enjoyed old cars, O,S, and HO scale trains, fishing and hunting, especially wild boar hunting.
I don’t have many pictures of Glenn, but I thought I would share one.
Looking through some old Methodist Men pictures really made me miss some guys that aren’t with the church any more. Some have passed away and some just moved away, but I really miss Jim Jordan, Bob Impecoven, Jeff Lorimor, Wayne Rouse, and Dick Morrow. Just to name a few.
But time only moves in one direction, so what can you do?
