Old Photographs: Mostly Cats, Plus Some Other Things

I’m continuing to work my way through photos from the last few years, rediscovering some fun moments, attractive scenes, and my cats. Enjoy!

I would say that Wembley was surveying his domain, but he’s not really brave enough to hold territory.

Spice Girls lyrics always make me happy. Don’t judge.

Ursula works hard to keep up her appearance.

Gobo always has such a serious look about him.

When we lived in Marshall, Wembley loved that spot on the stairs.

Running in Lansing often offers wonderful views.

Road Trip: Stephen Kellogg in Spring Lake, 2017

In October, my wife and I made a quick trek across the state to Spring Lake to see Stephen Kellogg in concert at Seven Steps Up, an amazing little music hall right downtown.

This is a lovely bit of neon; I regret not catching a photo after the sun went down.

There’s nothing better than walking up to a music hall and seeing Stephen Kellogg’s name on the sign.

The venue is a nifty site with amazing acoustics. The wood floors add to the ambience, and the staff who work there are amazing. As always, Stephen Kellogg put on a great show. Our seats weren’t conducive to getting great shots of the main show, but we did get to catch up with Stephen before the show during a meet-and-greet event. Here are a couple of photos of Stephen doing what he does best.

Look at that smile!

Seriously, Stephen Kellogg puts on a great show. It doesn’t matter if he has an opening act. It doesn’t matter if he has a band or plays by himself. He’s just great at what he does, and he sure enjoys doing it. Everyone should be so lucky.

Photos: Cats, a Squirrel, Tater Tots, and a Mailbox

Our cats are particularly brave when they are protected from the outside world by a pane of glass. Here, they’re aggressively stalking a squirrel. The squirrel is completely unconcerned by the felines who are aggressively … ummm … “pursuing” him.

Cats: “We’re really aggressive!” Squirrel: “Yawn.”

Long out of service, this is the best mailbox ever produced. It is not the droid you’re looking for, though.

Minor League Baseball games are pretty much all great.

When you add cheesy tots to Minor League Baseball, it’s pretty much an unstoppable evening.

Wembley occasionally looks very regal.

Gobo is basically the only lap cat in the house.

Wembley lying on his back is the best Wembley.

Road Trip: Port Huron, 2014 – Part 2

Because Port Huron is right on the St. Clair River, the trip afforded me the opportunity to snag photos of a few freighters and ships that passed through. I didn’t capture all the names; in some cases, the zoom on my camera phone wasn’t quite enough to allow me to pick up the name here 3½ years later as I finally post these. Oh, well — that’s life.

The tug in the previous photo was pulling this barge.

The Mississagi

The Algoma Navigator

The John J. Boland

The Emilie

The Cason J. Callaway

I hope you enjoy these photos. If you want to see my other photos from this trip, please click here.

Road Trip: Port Huron, 2014 – Part 1

I spent a couple of days in Port Huron back in 2014. Port Huron is a lovely town with so many great sights to see and photograph.

My hotel room offered a very nice view of the St. Clair River and the Blue Water Bridge.

The lightship Huron is part of the rich history on display in Port Huron.

The USCGC Hollyhock was in her Port Huron home during my visit.

The Port Huron Paint Company has a great sign.

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The view from the observation deck of the Fort Gratiot Light is magnificent.

For photos of the many boats and ships I saw on this trip, please click here.

Road Trip: Two Stephen Kellogg Concerts in Two Days

One of my wife’s all-time favorite artists is Stephen Kellogg. Over nearly eight years of being attached, I’ve had the privilege of attending a number of Stephen Kellogg shows, including both of his most recent shows in Michigan. My wife and I pulled a couple of very late nights / early mornings, but we enjoyed some great music along the way.

The first concert was in Ann Arbor. Before the show, we had the opportunity to pay a visit to Kelloggtown and hang with Stephen for a few minutes before the show. Hanging out in the dressing room with the headliner was a new experience for me. Stephen treated us to a couple of songs, a bit of Q-and-A, and photo opportunities.

Stephen Kellogg has an awesome voice, and he was kind enough to share it with us before the show.

Before this selfie, Stephen decided he needed to be wearing his track jacket. Twinning is winning! Also, seriously, I live in that track jacket. You should get one, too.

I didn’t carry my rarely used superzoom Canon Powershot with me to the show in Ann Arbor, and the lighting didn’t really make for good photography with my phone. That’s not intended as disrespect to The Ark; it’s a great venue, and it’s not like we were sitting in the front row. We’re too old for that sort of thing, right?

All the guitars. All of them.

Yup. We were front row center for our second Stephen Kellogg show of the weekend, at Acorn Theater in Three Oaks.

My ears remain grateful to Stephen for not rendering me completely deaf. Thank you, sir. Thank you.

Hailey Steele opened both nights, and she did a very good job both nights. Her music grew on us by the second night, and we picked up a signed copy of one of her CDs. I’m not entirely sure how I’ll upload that to my iPod, as my current computer doesn’t have a CD drive. I guess it’s finally time to invest in that external CD drive — but I digress.

Hailey Steele, preparing to country-rock out.

Stephen Kellogg puts on a great show. He engages well with the audience, he’s witty, he’s an excellent storyteller, and he has an outstanding voice which he uses to belt out amazing songs. If you’re lucky, he’ll even FaceTime his daughters during the concert to get them to teach the audience the dance to the song “Big Easy” that he originally recorded with The Sixers. Here are a few shots from the concert.

All in all, between two concerts and a total of 25 miles run (10 on Saturday, plus 15 on Sunday), it was an exhausting weekend, but it was also a heck of a lot of fun. I’m confident that my 42-year-old self will someday recover from my attempt at being a 24-year-old.