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Photographer: Allie
Number of Photos: Four
Subjects: 18-child, 41-wonder, 51-garbage, 52-silk
My entire album can be found here at Picasa.
18. Child Yes, it is another graveyard. This one is the Tranquility Cemetary. Tranquility used to be an independant little hamlet; now it's been absorbed into the city south of here and all that remains of it is its cemetary and a nursing home and community centre named after it. Sad. But even more sad is the number of children's gravestones in its cemetary - child mortality was so much higher back in the 1800s. I had my daughter pose next to the grave marker of one George Thomas, age 11, who died in 1814:
52. Silk We parked in the lot of a strip-mall and walked past a meadow to get to the above-mentioned cemetary. There were the loveliest, fluffiest silky flowers on the edge of the field, most of which was grass and Queen Anne's Lace: so pretty! Here is the silky stuff; my husband says that the photo is quite frightening although I don't see that at all....
51. Garbage I went to take some pictures at my favourite scrap metal yard the other day and it occurred to me that as scrap, the whole lot of it was technically trash, just metallic, large, and relatively odorless. So I took pictures, hoping to find a decent one for garbage. Here is my favourite:
41. Wonder This word has been difficult for me. Finally, I decided to use a photo of something that I wondered about for a LONG time - very long, actually. There is a huge cornfield on a minor highway leading out of town, with this fascinating equipment situated on it. I've never known what it was, and always wondered. Just last week I mentioned this to my teenage daughter who commented "It's an ethanol plant, mother, can't you read the sign?!" Apparently the sign in front about ethanol doesn't just mean that their tractors run on ethanol, but that they produce it. Sigh. I give you the [still] fascinating ethanol plant, which still sparks my curiosity and wonder, at sunset:
