Horn Your Way Into This Conversation

Cee Neuner’s challenges force photographers to think outside the box to get their photos for the week. What “horns” would you post today?

#Black&WhitePhotoChallenge, #horns, #cattle #bugleboys

Tulare County cattle rank high on the importance scale. Cows here outnumber people.

In Visalia and the west side of the county, most of the cattle are dairy cows. Towards the foothills, where we live, you see range cattle, beef stock.

That’s no bull selling pomegranate juice.

This hefty fellow resides in Three Rivers, California. He’s been drinking too much pomegranate juice recently and has deteriorated since I took this picture. Since when do cows advertise pomegranate juice?

Don’t let those shy, downcast lashes fool you.

Ever wonder what a cow looks like when it first wakes up? A little sleepy, just like we do.

Baby horns

Horns grow from one to three inches a month when cattle are young. Normally they run so fast when they are young, I can’t get a good picture of them, but this little one had an itch or something that slowed it down. Lucky for me!

Freeway horns

My husband and I couldn’t believe our eyes. However, not a horn honked as this majestic animal marched across the freeway outside of Las Vegas enjoying his lunch as he walked. You know he’s not fake because he left his shadow on the road.

Our friend Jack Pizura had a pipe dream. He created a marching band from scraps. As you drive up to their bed and breakfast, these charming bugle boys greet you. You can’t help grinning back.

They never get nervous playing their horns when you get in their faces. or when an icky web covers their eyes.

The spiders enjoy the music.

I loved how the fingers curled around the “horn.” Jack’s attention to details personalize his stick figures. They have formal turned down collars, and big brass bell buttons down their uniforms.

Their see through heads allow you to get an insider’s view to playing a trumpet.

Jack generously had his personal collection of horns laid out on the dining room table for me when I arrived this afternoon. He named each of the types of horns and I should have taken notes. (LOL) The one that looks like a space ship is made of plastic. It doesn’t play well, but he painted it, and it looked ready to take off.

Thank you, Jack, for displaying your horn collection for me and allowing me to photograph your adorable statues.

Hope you enjoyed my choices of horns for the day.

For more horns check into Cee’s Black and White Challenge.

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Author: Marsha

Hi, I'm Marsha Ingrao, author, blogger and retired teacher/consultant - Promoting Hobby Blogging

20 thoughts on “Horn Your Way Into This Conversation”

    1. Awww. I had so much fun. I called our friends and asked if I could come over just to take pictures of their statues, and he had his dining room table arranged artistically for me. It was super sweet of them – last minute spur of the minute, too. I even dragged out my Canon Rebel Xt1 and brought it back from the dead into service again. It was so fun! Jack wanted to know if he would be famous after the photo shoot. ๐Ÿ™‚ I had to laugh that he thought I had that much traffic on my blog! ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Hi Inda, I’m sure that Jack will get right out there as soon as the temperatures go below 100 and the air quits raining ash. Meanwhile, Charlotte and her web have a nice safe hiding place. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for the comment! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  1. Simply wonderful gallery of photos. We searched for days for a Bighorn Sheep while in the Desert National Wildlife Refuge and through the mountains along the drive towards Death Valley when we went Las Vegas. Never saw a one. Incredible capture!!! ๐Ÿ™‚ I love the musical horns and band too. Close to my heart as I played the coronet and french horn when I was in school for 5 years.

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    1. Thanks so much, Lisa! We were just lucky. So glad you had that experience of learning an instrument. I wasnโ€™t able to play a wind instrument because of my cleft lip. I tried violin, but dad objected to the squeaking.

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      1. It was quite awesome. I started out playing the coronet (trumpet) for 3 years and switched to the french horn my freshman year of high school. I excelled with the french horn. It was amazing! ๐Ÿ™‚ So sorry you couldn’t play. I’m sure you would have enjoyed it.

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        1. I enjoy listening. I’m impressed with the beauty humans can create with a little instrument. I also love that playing brings people together in a collaborative effort almost like playing a sport. It makes me totally nervous, though. I played bells in a Christmas program once and after months of practice it sounded great, but it kept me on my toes the whole time. So my hat is off to you, Lisa.

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          1. Thank you Marsha! I loved it and sometimes wished I had made a career of it. It is just like playing a sport because everyone has to be aware of what everyone else is doing. It’s a true team effort. ๐Ÿ™‚

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          2. I haven’t played in years! I can still read music, but I’m not sure I have any memory of how to play. I know I can still hit “C” as it is wide open. I did that a couple of years ago when one of my friends had access to a french horn. But to run a scale….not a chance! ๐Ÿ™‚

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          3. Hi Lisa, LOL. I tried playing once when I was teaching fourth grade and one of my former students brought her flute in. After sterilizing the mouthpiece, I gave it a try. Not a sound. Not even a little one. It was so funny, I’ll never forget how hard it was.

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          4. The flute is hard! I thought woodwind instruments were hard to play compared to the brass instruments. I could play “Mary Had a Little Lamb” on the flute, clarinet and alto sax. That was my extent of learning for those instruments. I was much better at the coronet and french horn. I played a double horn too. I had a brand new silver nickel horn my first year in high school that the school purchased. It stayed with me for 3 years until I changed schools my senior year. My mom moved to another city. Ugh!

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          5. Moving your senior year must have been hard, Lisa. I moved my junior year. It got me out of a journalism assignment I didn’t want to do – covering a football game. I was jumping with joy.

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          6. LOL! I think I would have liked covering a football game! I should have been a journalist, but I didn’t discover my passions until after I had kids. Not a lucrative career at that point. ๐Ÿ™‚

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          7. Nor now unless you just happen to be one of the ones that catches on. A work colleague of mine did that about nine years ago and ended up as an editor for Technorati, which was a huge thing back then. He helped me get started blogging, but I wasn’t into the news as much as he was, and I had a much larger learning curve technology-wise.

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