Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Rattlesnake Lake

Hannah Hale, right, holds Emma Mirka, 1, as her mother Brittney Heck takes a full-body plunge Monday evening in Rattlesnake Lake. The two best friends took Mirka swimming, because it was "too hot to do anything, but come to the lake," Heck said. The friends removed Mirka's diaper after it became waterlogged.

Alyssa Bristol, 8, of Snoqualmie, climbs on a tree stump Monday evening at Rattlesnake Lake. Bristol, her parents, grandmother and dog left their home to find some relief near the water.

Joey Beres, 21, and Devorah Gautschi(cq), 23, break while swimming in Rattlesnake Lake, near North Bend. Numerous stumps and logs can be found above, and below the surface of the lake.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Sunday evening the neighborhood

Yesterday evening, I had some time to myself.

So, I chilled with my chickens. Soon, hopefully, these 5-month old creatures will be laying eggs. My real goal, eggs aside, is for the girls to feel comfortable next to humans.

The man who sleeps in the park, next to our backyard fence, did kind of a neighborly act last night. He introduced himself. Asked about our two hens. Mentioned he fed them pork and beans. (Um, thanks?) But, thanked us for not calling the cops while he and his friends camped out for awhile.

A cobweb hands in chicken coop. Brave spider.

Chris retrieves a ball from the bamboo and vines during 'superbadassball' at the tennis courts.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Indian Beach Bride

Ecola State Park, near Cannon Beach, Oregon, on a cloudy day.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Gemini Kelly's ice cream truck

You hear Gemini Kelly's So Icy ice cream truck before you see it, the tinny music-box melodies ringing out like clarion calls to the people of the South Seattle neighborhoods on her route, jarring them off sofas and porches to form tight clusters in the street.

Because Kelly's rounds take her through stretches plagued by poverty, gang violence and broken homes, those sugar-rush-inducing tunes and dollar treats bring moments of much-needed levity.

The 33-year-old Kelly, a single mother of three whose own youth was a succession of hard knocks, can relate.

Kids refer to her warmly as the Ice Cream Lady, but she relishes her alternate role as curbside big sister.

"When they see this truck, they're smiling and laughing, but then they come up to you and they start crying: How do I tell them, 'Baby, it's gonna be OK?' " Kelly says. "I've had times that I've had to get out of the truck and cry with them."

"I give out a lot of hugs," she says. "I keep a box of Kleenex for the tears."

She also keeps freebies on hand for kids whose parents approach the truck with sad eyes that tell her, even before a word is uttered, they can't afford items on the menu.

"You have to go back in that house and carry the weight of the world, but for that one moment, you'll have one aspect of being a kid," Kelly says. "I remember running for the ice cream man. I remember what my mom went through when she wasn't able to get ice cream for me."

Kelly sees her job as not just a way to make a living but a kind of crusade.

And if sinking teeth into the cold depths of a Col. Crunch Strawberry Shortcake, her top seller, redeems one afternoon in a kid's ho-hum life, more power to Popsicles.

The Ice Cream Lady's motto is, "Restoring smiles, one Popsicle at a time."

By the end of the day, though, the biggest smile may be her own.

-By Tyrone Beason

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Zombie portraits

A few days ago in Fremont, a neighborhood near my casa, there was an attempt to secure the Guinness Book of Records largest zombie walk.

At first, I heard they didn't make the record. They were a few hundred shy. But, a friend recently posted they may have won the title.

I'll try to find out more. In the meantime, attached are a few zombie portraits.

These first ones— of Ally, 9, and Tanya, a Jem Zombie— I played around with blowing out my exposure. The next couple are shot with a fairly correct exposure against a white wall next to the registration line.


And... the last image is a candid image from Fourth of July. I met up with a group of good friends, on Stone Way, to watch the fireworks over Gas Works Park. Before the explosions started, a group of kids tied down another with tape. It was too funny to pass.
All images copyright Erika Schultz or The Seattle Times