Posts Tagged ‘pig’
Six unrelated photos
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Newtown Pentacle HQ is currently housed in Pittsburgh’s Borough of Dormont, where the local governing body has been working assiduously to build a sense of community amongst the thousand or so households contained within its confines. On one recent event, Our Lady of the Pentacle and myself wandered the borough and got friendly.
One of the neighbors has fashioned himself as the ‘Hogfather’ in honor of the pigs his family keeps as pets. Pictured with them (partially) is the ‘Hogmama’ as the former personage had to go to work that day.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Found myself sitting in a parking spot in downtown Pittsburgh one day, and admiring the exterior of the First Presbyterian Church of Pittsburgh. As soon as I can make it happen, I want to get the camera up close and personal with this building. Wow.
As is the case with these sorts of posts, I crack out a lot of shots during my daily rounds. Most of them are gathered in pursuit of narrative – I’m taking a walk, or I went to a thing, or saw something cool. Posts like this one gather together shots I like, but couldn’t easily fit them into the narrative ‘flow’ of whatever else it is I might be rattling on about.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I was nearby the Monongahela River one day, behind the wheel of the car, when I noticed three military helicopters just hanging static in the air over ‘Technology Drive,’ which is another former steel mill site that has been developed as a scholastic and business incubator for next level ‘tech’ that’s populated by Carnegie Mellon and other institutions.
The helicoptors were Air National Guard.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Dormont Borough has been busy, and they organized another great event called ‘Porchmont,’ wherein about sixty households signed up to welcome visiting neighbors onto their porch for a ‘get to know each other’ conversation. People put out food and beverages, and one guy named Vinnie was even BBQing Japanese style chicken. Great event, this.
Couldn’t help but get a shot of a passing T light rail from one of my neighbor’s porches.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Bridgeville is practically next door to Dormont. It’s a residential community, but there’s an enormous agglomeration of strip mall development along its main drag. Chain shops, from Home Depot to Walmart and Texas Roadhouse, mainly. On one of the ‘back roads’ an enormous Flea Market can be found.
Our Lady asked me to drive her over for a ‘browse,’ and after parking the car in the Flea Market’s lot, I couldn’t help but get a couple of shots of their enormous flag. Wow.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey now! This one is from that walk across the Fort Duquesne Bridge described last week. I was zoomed all the way out, but still had to crop the image a bit. That’s the Duquesne Incline in the background, and CSX was heading away from Ohio in a southeastern direction, along the Monongahela River.
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Bovid Ungulates, & the Sus Domesticus
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As mentioned yesterday, Our Lady of the Pentacle announced that she wanted to hug a cow and that she had purchased tickets for an AirBNB experience to do that very thing. We drove about 45 minutes to the Clark Farm, where the cows awaited. They host small groups of ten at the farm, and have a waiting list. It’s a ‘thing.’
As is the case with any ‘tour,’ a liability waiver needed to be signed and a safety talk given. When our host warned that cows often step on people’s feet, my eyes grew wide in horror.
At no point subsequently was I closer than ten feet to one of them. Not ankle safe, cows, is the message I ‘grokked.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This critter is a member of a special breed, the Scottish Highland. Our host handed out large metal combs to all the attendants, excepting myself. I had no intention of putting my still gamey ankle anywhere near these literal beasts, and I had the camera in my hand. Zoom lens, zoom lens.
Everybody else seemed to be enjoying themselves, so I decided it would be appropriate to wear a smile. I had to stop smiling because there were a lot of flies.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This cow was – apparently – incredibly pregnant, and would be dropping her calf soon. That made me even more ‘ankle nervous.’ This was difficult ground to walk around on as well, muddy with hidden cow pies and deep holes where the cows had left footprints. I was being ‘ultra’ careful.
Glad I wore an old pair of Merrells though, I tell’s ya. Straight into the trash when I got home, and we both brought a clean pair of shoes with us for the ride home after anticipating the poop walk. Yuck.
Nature is gross. There’s a reason our ancestors paved over everything.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one was a baby cow. Everybody loved petting the baby cow.
I loved taking a picture of people petting the baby cow.
I tried grinning again, but it scared the baby cow.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There were other, adult but not incredibly pregnant, cows hanging around in a patch of shade offered by their barn, and they were busy yelling about something. Mooing, and such. ‘Not ankle safe’ thought I.
I’m not joking, I actually think like this now.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just as we were gathering around the gift shop and preparing to leave, a pig (the Sus Domesticus mentioned in the title) appeared and seemed quite unhappy about the general situation.
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