I took this in 2010, at a synchronized swim meet. These are very young swimmers, yet each girl is being lifted by three others, who are lifting only by swimming. They may not touch the bottom. It takes enormous amounts of practice and teamwork.
I hope that more women speaking up and saying “Me too” and refusing to tolerate the Weinsteins and all of the others will change the pattern.
Saturday we joined Scott Kelby’s Worldwide Photowalk, the 10th Anniversary. We drove to Poulsbo, Washington. I failed to register in time, so do not get to submit. But this photograph makes me happy for all sorts of reasons.
The deer teach their young to cross in our small town. I visited the DC/Baltimore corridor earlier this year and saw rows of vultures waiting on the light poles at overpasses: because these are 14 or 16 lane highways. How can a deer cross? And I saw vultures around a dead deer along 495.
Here is the photo just before, mom leading.
And mom considering my appearance, also a pedestrian.
And the youngster hesitating and then crossing.
Twilight used to be the risk time for deer when I was a child in upstate New York. In town here, the deer congregate and cross at any time of day. Where there is one there may be three or more.