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Stopping for a quick lunch before me and Chuck head out on our own adventure today. What shall we do?…Nobody knows but the wind!
Woodchuck, Brown County, Wisconsin USA
Chuck played a bit of an April fools joke on me by leading me to believe the massive doorway to his/her burrow was that of a badger.
The Memphis Red Sox were an American Negro League baseball team that was active from 1920 to 1959. Originally named the Barber College Baseball Club, the team was initially owned and operated by Arthur P. Martin, a local Memphis barber. In the late 1920s the Martin brothers, all three Memphis doctors and businessmen, purchased the Red Sox. J. B. Martin, W. S. Martin, and B. B. Martin, would retain control of the club till its dissolution in 1959. The Red Sox played as members, at various times, of the Negro Southern League, Negro National League, and Negro American League. The team was never a titan of the Negro Leagues like wealthier teams in northern cities of the United States, but sound management lead to a continuous thirty-nine years of operation, a span that was exceeded by very few other teams. Following integration the team had five players that would eventually make the rosters of Major League Baseball teams and two players that were inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame.
We’ve found (meaning other sharp eyed people found) two of this interesting bird in fairly dense vegetation. Its name comes from its call: Chuck-will’s-widow. I played the call on the internet and somewhat get the connection. It is in the nightjar family and hunts at night, finding the same or nearly the same branch to sleep on during the day. I visited it several times and was rewarded only with closed or partially open eyes. Finally, it was active: if you can call it that. It would rock sideways, look around, scratch and go back to sleep. I counted myself lucky. Reminded me of how I sleep, without the rocking that is. I read that it eats insects as well as small birds and bats. Now that would be something to see. Its bill is small, as shown by the image, but opens wide. (Antrostomus carolinensis) (Sony a9iii, 200-600 lens @ 600mm, 1/80 second, f/6.3, ISO 3200)
Chuck the Cat was a bit worried by the new sounds in his backyard. One of the neighbors was using a small, electric saw and the noise made Chuck nervous, so he wanted to go back inside. But he wanted the door open. As he sat inside the open door, I started shooting images of him using this new to me Projector lens. These images are basically straight out of the camera with only a camera profile applied. Otherwise, no editing done.
The fall off of the focus is so smooth.
Shot using a Bell & Howell 16mm f1.4 Projector lens.
My wife's Uncle Chuck listening in his favorite chair. He is an avid painter even at 93 years of age! 🎨
Canmore, Alberta
Canada
Chuck Berry's 1973 Cadillac Eldorado at the Smithsonian's Black History Museum in Washington, D. C.
The car was nice, but what I really came away with from this museum was that the Jim Crow era in the U.S. never ended and that the repression and financial exploitation of black people in this Country continues practically unabated today. If you don't believe me, google, "red-lining," "contract for deed," "pay day loans," and "medicaid expansion," just to start.
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Yet again inspired by Chuck from ABC's "Pushing Daisies", I curled my hair, wore brightly coloured tights, and rocked a dress with what else on it? -- daisies!
"all my life i had been looking for something, and everywhere i turned someone tried to tell me what it was. i accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. i was naïve. i was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which i, and only i, could answer. it took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that i am nobody but myself."
~ ralph ellison