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Photos the Days – Last week

September 5, 2010

Heading out for a beautiful day.

September 6, 2010

UMass working on the world's longest sushi roll.

September 7, 2010

Some new graffiti to start the year at UMass. They are still at it.

September 8, 2010

This mural's got a secret.

September 9, 2010

This is a bathroom at UMass.

September 10, 2010

Just some plaid shirts.

September 11, 2010

Chalk art on the sidewalks of Northampton, Massachusetts.

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Llama Lasagne

I went to the Three County Fair this passed weekend. The experience turned out better than I thought. What I wasn’t expecting was an awesome band. And I was impressed by the energy, humor, and talent of local band Llama Lasagne. They delivered a fun time for all. 

Check out some photos I took of them:

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Photos of the Days – It’s been a while

It’s been amonth since I have posted any photos of the days or made an significant postings about anything. I’ve been extrememly busy, and I do mean it. I’ve been working full-time and traveling for work. And, as you should know by now, I only have dial-up Internet service where I reside. However, school is back in session, which does mean I will be more busy while also working two jobs, but it also does mean I will be around more fully functioning Internet than I was all summer. So, without further yak, here are the photos you have been waiting for.

August 12, 2010

Grilled corn at Katy's.

August 13, 2010

Andy sliding around on the long board he built.

August 14, 2010

This photo was taken at UMass - not some picturesque farm in Wales or anything.

August 15, 2010

Tomato horn worms. Anyone who takes tomatoes away from me isn't my friend.

August 16, 2010

I highly dislike when people leave their party trash around.

August 17, 2010

All the things I have to do. Crackin' through that list.

August 18, 2010

When the store first came to town, a number of people thought they sold outdoor and wilderness gear.

August 19, 2010

The keys at Katy's. Let's just say it was a long day already!

August 20, 2010

I’m pretty sure I forgo to take a photo on August 20. I drove from Waltham, Mass. to western Mass., then to New Jersey. It wasn’t fun.

August 21, 2010

Sean and I went to the Liberty Science Center in Jersey. It is the best science museum I've ever been to.

August 22, 2010

Just hanging out at Sean's in NJ. It rained a lot that day.

August 23, 2010

Shot a story about bog turtle habitat restoration in northern NJ. It was one amazing time.

August 24, 2010

Back at home with the kids.

August 25, 2010

These are my hipster shoes.

August 26, 2010

Sunflower at sunset.

August 27, 2010

Nature at Smith College.

August 28, 2010

So I guess I forgot to take a photo on August 28? Sorry guys!

August 29, 2010

Saint Francis in the garden.

August 30, 2010

Worked on a jib-crane shoot in southern New Jersey.

August 31, 2010

Found this little guy at the marsh at our shoot.

September 1, 2010

Of course we had to set up a 40 foot boom!

September 2, 2010

Stunned and amazed I capture this egret coming in for a landing.

September 3, 2010

This little guy was definitely talking to me. I just hoped it didn't come after me.

September 4, 2010

A top the ferris wheel at the Three County Fair.

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Photos of the Days – A Tremendous Lot

The last few weeks have been filled with business, as one can assume. I’ve been working and interning and enjoying the weekends fully.

My place of work sent me to do some shooting on Martha’s Vineyard. I had a great time and got a good sense of the island – that is a less stereotyped version of what I was expecting. It’s not all rich people is what I mean. Also, it’s probably one of the most beautiful beach/town areas I’ve ever been to. There are lots of farms and cute beaches, beautiful stone walls, fields, light woods, and small businesses. And the ferry ride was relaxing.

At my internship, I moved up from transcribing audio files, to checking audio files, to also writing grants in my spare time, and (get ready, hear it comes) all the way up to script syncing footage to the transcripts. Basically what that means, is I get to sit at the Avid and sync the recorded footage for the documentary up with transcriptions of the corresponding footage. It’s a bit of a tedious task, but I’ve already learned something new, which I don’t have the opportunity to do, and it’s a good skill.

Stay tuned, Maine puffin action is coming soon…

June 29, 2010

Garden sun.

June 30, 2010

 

Field sun.

July 1, 2010

Yes, that's a puppy holding a stuffed bunny.

July 2, 2010

Lilly with an aperture of 1.8, yes.

July 3, 2010

Cow affection in Hadley, Massachusetts.

July 4, 2010

This was once a nest with birds.

July 5, 2010

All the gear I had to carry to Martha's Vineyard, Massachusetts.

July 6, 2010

Clay Gay Head cliffs on Martha's Vineyard.

July 7, 2010

Probably the hottest apartment in Northampton, Massachusetts.

July 8, 2010

Probably one of the best pictures I've taken of my friend's puppies.

July 9, 2010

Casino signage.

July 10, 2010

Thai pizza.

July 11, 2010

Garlic top.

July 12, 2010

Milkweed.

July 13, 2010

11 years, going strong.

July 14, 2010

Really, this was boring.

July 15, 2010

Honestly, the balloon just floated right over to us.

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Photos of the Days – Mmm, they’re okay…

A pretty busy last few days, unfortunately, can mean less cool photos.

June 2, 2010

Sean's chicken tempura, aka, fried fan.

June 3, 2010

My friend Katy's mom frying some leeks.

June 4, 2010

Look hard, there are baby blue eggs in there.

June 5, 2010

There's nothing like starting the morning with a kitten who thinks she's a princess.

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On A Hill

May 23, 2010

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I often walk this hill.

I imagine when my great grandparents and my grandmother and her siblings finally settled at the foot of this immense mound, they had already looked up at its greatness for several years.

I imagine them, maybe, walking about the hill, maybe, taking a break from farming the land. And, really, I can only imagine them looking over the valley and seeing woods covering Sunderland, Amherst, Hadley, Northampton, Easthampton, and beyond, that little more exist.

Sun setting and rain a few miles away.

 

I imagine my mom riding her horse around this hill, young like me. That’s what I imagine her doing here.

When I look from the top of this hill, I see the farm, still in the family; my parents’ work hard for a life I’m not sure I will take on.

I see the University of Massachusetts, treetops, crevasses where there are major roads, and mountains I believe exist in the works of Erastis sailsburyfield.

So many times I have walked up this hill – with neighbors, family, friends, horses, dogs, boyfriends, Sean.

Mostly, I feel, it’s the one thing here that isn’t stale.

Clover.

When I was young, a real child, and the hill was covered in snow, just so the grass couldn’t poke through, I would walk alone making footprints with intensions, walking backwards.

If the snow melted in the sun and hardened into a half inch of crust at night, we would all scurry our way up the hill, and slide down, and dive off whatever our vehicle was before hitting pickers at the bottom.

When the snow was light, we would hitch up the horse to the sleigh and ride up and around on sunny days.

When there was no snow, no mud from the spring thaw, and the grass was short, we’d ride the horses around there too. I think my earliest memories of being on the hill is of my parents shifting me on and off the front of the saddle; one of them always holding me around my tummy.

That might have been before they rented the field out, but I don’t really know.

One renter planted cow corn. The neighbors and I would run through the isles of tall stalks, getting whipped by long fuzzed leaves.

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Later on, we got a new renter, who does hay. It was always fun to climb the gold bails, to try and push them around. We were all too weak and young. I’m pretty sure we all loved the smell, of the dried grass warming in the sun. The dust would tickle our noses.

Before we were of age, we learned how to drive out there. Before grandma died, when I was practicing how to drive, we put her in the car too. She liked going for rides. She told me to put the pedal to the metal, of course I didn’t. I always think about that when I’m driving and I think of grandma.

I was real sad then, when I was in high school. I did a lot of imagining. I would always imagine romantic affairs up there. Who wouldn’t want to be up the hill, seeing everywhere, so far, with someone you love who loves you back? But I was mostly alone then.

So, sometimes I would take the dog up there – just the two of us. She was really my mom’s dog, and I could never have loved her as much, but it made me happy to see the dog prancing through grass three feet high or snow three feet deep. Then we’d have to pick the tics off her, or melt away the beads of snow caught in her paws. Once she bit a porcupine up there and it took days to get the quills out. That was a long night.

Fallen and dried.

Mostly we go up there at night anyways, I mean, when the sun is setting, at the end of the day. Sometimes, we all would walk up there and see UMass lit up at night. It was even easier to see the stars, the Milky Way, the moon.

Today, I walked up there with my camera. It’s a good camera. I can take some pretty good photos. The grass was mixed in with clover. The hill is passed spring, so there is no mud and the anthills are underway. It’s not ready for hay, hasn’t even been planted. Actually, I don’t know if it will. But I have to walk carefully, like my parents would always tell me, not to tramp all over the clover and grass. So, I walked carefully, trying not to trample all over the hill. I took some pictures. And, really, what I thought this time is, man, it’s going to be hard to leave this, one day.

Click to play a slideshow of On A Hill

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Kilroy in the Valley

Since I keep my eyes open for the hard-to-see. Check out this graffiti, which can be seen in Amherst and Northampton (if it hasn’t been removed).

I first saw this tag at UMass Amherst in the spring.

This is what the tagged area looks like as of this week.

The tag “MGK,” the phrase “Kilroy was here,” and the image of Kilroy Was Here appear to be connected.

I Googled MGK. Those letters could stand for anything, or nothing at all. I’ll list a few: insecticide products, Machinegunkeyboard.com, Machine Gun Kelly, Mightygodking.com, the McLaughlin Gormley King Company, MGKrecords.net, or a Mega Growing Kit, .

The meaning behind Kilroy is an interesting read, however.

According to the editor of Kilroywashere.org, Kilroy started as a graffiti-like doodle.

Most of the information on Kilroy War Here, or, perhaps James J. Kilroy, a WWII shipyear inspector, is considered legend, according to Kilroywashere.org.

I haven’t discovered who is making the Kilroy references, and I don’t know who MGK is.

Matt Pilon of The daily Hampshire Gazette wrote this article on two males who were arrested for graffiti vadalism, or were going to be committing the act.

Kilroy appears “everywhere” today. Even gracing the title of a Styx album. So, keep your eyes peeled.

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