Soon my son was turning 15 and since he went to Boston to celebrate, there wasn’t going to be much of a party. . . basically his favorite dinner with cake and ice cream. A few days before the big day, I saw some wonderful Nordicware “backyard bugs” cake pans in the discount store. I looked them over. No, he’s too old, I thought.
When I asked him what kind of cake he wanted, he said chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Then he hesitated and said, no, just plain cake. No icing. I thought of the bug mold and how good they might look unadorned with icing.
The day of his birthday, I raced back to the store hoping the pans would still be there. After all, it wasn’t that long since he’d asked me for a dinosaur cake. Here’s how they turned out. Chocolate cake from scratch. Yum. And when my son and his friends saw them, big smiles graced the faces of the tall and lanky, almost-grown 15-year-old kiddos.
The Bangor & Aroostook railroad caboose in Mansfield Depot CT was a dining car and part of the Mansfield Depot Restaurant until a fire destroyed the rest of the establishment in July 2003. This 100-year-old train car, known as the Mansfield Depot Caboose, sat for seven years in its old home next to the tracks and marked the Mansfield crossroads. In September 2010, The Connecticut Trolley Museum bought it for $500 from the Canadian National Railway and spent $7,200 to move it to East Windsor.
The closer I got, the better she looked. So many textures, color, and contrast, and the ever-fascinating peeling paint. Through one window a wine glass sat on the table untouched, while the rest of the windows were successful targets of nighttime teenage entertainment with sailing rock torpedos. I was lucky to photograph the outside of the caboose a few months before she was moved and covered with tarp to wait for restoration funding. The depth and rich beauty of the effects of weather and corrosion will be sanded and polished away.
This is the first set of photos I will post showing non-tourist Oahu. All of these photos were taken in July and August 2011. Hoʻokō!
Honolulu apartments from the freeway
Heading across Ward Avenue, Honolulu
Pink ginger in yard off Halemaumau Street
Heading toward Diamond Head
Koko Head is the mystery at the end of the highway. Though not the usual view from the road, I stared at it having a hard time believing my eyes.
Five o’clock on a weekday, jumping off the Haleiwa Bridge.
Color on a side road, Haleiwa town.
Under the freeway, Kahala.
Times Market Kahala. Orchids, lilies, and bromeliads galore.
Searching the purse. Honolulu.
View from the freeway, heading to Kahala side.
His possessions include Hawaii’s ever-important musical instrument.
Island attire—always “da best” in my book.
Waiting for the light in Honolulu.
Plumeria glows against the rain-cloud sky in Hawaii Kai.
Lunch outside Haleiwa Joe’s.
The snowstorm came on fast. It was October and fall was in progress. See the transformation which took place in a few hours. The next day the sun rose and lit the sky and snow pale blue. In the trees, you will see the color of the leaves peeking out from under the snow.
A week later, the snow had melted. The temperature rose to 65 degrees, fallen tree branch debris the only evidence of the cold front.
October 2011 Manchester CT