This one caught my eye because of my neon sign fetish. I had to shine a flashlight on the bowling pin and near invisible ball to get them to show up at all.
Well done, you must be really co-ordinated to do all that at once! You bowl?
Howdy, Jean. Thanks for the visit and nice comments. The tripod is an extremely helpful piece of equipment, so my uncoordinated thrashing about is inconsequential to the greater effort of photography. ; ) The folks standing in the parking lot may have been wondering about me, though. I have bowled, but not too much lately. It's pretty fun when the balls are going properly.
It wasn't the ball. Unfortunately, I had bad form or something and kept throwing my hip out. There for a while I was addicted to bowling and overdid it, I guess. I'm off the bowling wagon for several years now!
Well, I suppose it's all for the best, Jean. No sense in making yourself lame over hurling bowling balls about. We need you around these parts, you know. : )
n1w, thanks again for voting for my old rusty wagon, and I'm not talking about the bowling wagon. :)
I've returned here to show you my one neon sign. JF asked me to stop and get it for her. Unfortunately, they turned it off just as it was about to get dark! Drat. Perhaps in winter...
Hello again, Jean. It was my pleasure. You put up some excellent work. And, thanks for the link. Sorry that I didn't find it on my own. That's a great sign you found, and the story with it is a great one.
n1w, it may be the only one in town. I'm starting to look for them now. You and JF have me lookin'!
It's funny how that happens, Jean. One of our entire-net friends piques our interest in something, and soon that's about all we can think about.
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