Missouri Botanical Garden is open into the evening on select nights in July.
I packed the camera and a couple of lenses on Friday evening. Sadly, they prohibit tripods because of the crowds, so twilight photography is tricky.
The moon and Venus:
Reflecting off of the surface of a still pool of water.
Zinnia still life:
Climatron, Chihuly, and water lily pools:
I saw Anna here at home this week, when she came over for dinner and a laundry evening.
From last weekend in Lee’s Summit, these portraits of the rest of Beth’s family:
Joseph, age 11. Luke, age 16. [taken with wrong lens in low light, but I like the composition]
From Monday evening. The Cards won!
Many thanks to Beverly Garner for the great seats on the third-base line.
This kid wished and waited . . . in vain . . . for a foul ball to come his way.
Kolton Wong at bat. He hit a double on this swing.
Several weeks ago, I posted a photo of the surveyor markings on my the sidewalk in front of my little house on Lawn Place.
The demolition crew arrived Tuesday.
Three years of patience is about to be rewarded. And I’m told — at NO cost to me, since the cause of my sidewalk deterioration is a big elm tree on the city right-of-way.
1975. The second half of 8th grade. I was in
Black and Gold Singers at Pleasant Lea Junior High. And still singing high treble.
This one is worth making. Anna the Niece and I enjoyed it very much the other night. I made some brown rice to go along, but next time will keep the rice and sauté some yellow squash, or spice up the rice with sweet red pepper and pineapple.
And since I did not have any chicken thighs, I used two plump breasts cut into thirds.
Amtrak 314, eastbound across Missouri.
In Lee’s Summit:
I attended the Cardinals v. Rockies game last evening.
The Cards won!
More to come later this week . . . .
A hymn by Isaac Watts.
1. Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2. Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God,
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
3. The God of heaven is ours,
Our Father and our love ;
His care shall guard life’s fleeting hours,
Then waft our souls above.
4. There shall we see his face,
And never, never sin;
There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.
5. Yes, and before we rise
To that immortal state.
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.
6. Children of grace have found
Glory begun below:
Celestial fruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.
7. The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
8. Then let our songs abound,
And ev’ry tear be dry;
We’re trav’lling through Immanuel’s ground,
To fairer worlds on high.
With nephews Luke (16) and Joseph (11) at a burger joint in Lee’s Summit this past Friday evening: