Ailsa’s theme this week is gardens. As many beautiful gardens as I have seen, there is only one choice for me and if you tell me it isn’t really a garden, I won’t argue with you. Just about every definition of garden I can find describes a planned space. To the best of my knowledge, no one planned this place. Who knows, perhaps I conjured it out of some deep need. I know I have shown these pictures before but a garden was requested and my garden I will give.
Last August, after over 2.5 years of adventuring, I made it up to Henderson Lake which geologists say is the source of The Hudson River. Next summer I perhaps will go to Lake Tear of the Clouds, which poets and politicians say is the source of The Hudson. Perhaps I will find a garden awaiting me there as well.
Last summer, after I put my hand in the water that poured over the sluiceway, I turned south and viewed the beginnings of the river.
I turned back to look at the Lake and my eye was caught by the garden just as a very delicate rain began to fall. I walked towards it, and stood by it for a minute, then looked at the lake where I could see no evidence of drops hitting the water. I took this picture as rain bathed me.
I then took a step past the garden and the rain stopped. I turned around and the rain was gone. I started to cry, not out of sadness or joy, but just because it is what I did. I suspect that I never should go there again but time will tell.
Some other gardens.
and please remember to check out “To Live Forever An Afterlife Journey Of Meriwether Lewis” by Andra Watkins. Sometime tomorrow she will be half way through her 444 mile walk of The Natchez Trace. I do believe that when she reaches Nashville she will be the first person to have walked the entire Trace since sometime in the 1800′s. Not exactly a walk in a garden but I thought it fit anyway.
Yesterday was the Annual NYC AIDS Walk. It rained a lot but Abigail and about 30,000 of her neighbors (and five of her friends) walked anyway. I somehow did not get a picture of them when they came by the apartment. Since the walk does go right by us I am able to shoot from indoors in inclement weather which is a real treat. The angles are not great but hey, beggars can’t be choosers. Despite the rain it was a very successful day. They raised over $5 Million (Abigail raised $500)
We Americans do love getting our pictures taken.
Spring returned with a vengeance today. Windy, wet, and lukewarm. Seemed a good day to go river walking. Great sky, great new river art (about 20 new pieces) and the river, as always, was its disreputably majestic self.
Not often you see both eyes…
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“If my ship sails from sight, it doesn’t mean my journey ends, it simply means the river bends.”
- John Enoch Powell
I love NYC. I love being with my family. I love being with my friends. I love the pace and the hustle but occasionally, for my mental health, I love to be away, on my own, with no one to answer to, no musts, no shoulds, where no one knows me, and I can just be with me. I am an only child and I need that alone time to recharge. Luckily Katherine and Abigail understand this and appreciate it and realize that I am a better and healthier person when I get back. 4 or 5 days is usually best since the first night I can never sleep worrying about what I left behind. This time, I only have two nights but it will do.
I hopped in the Graciemobile late this AM and set out for Troy, the seat of government in Rensselaer County. It started to rain as soon as I left and has rained all day and evening but I don’t care. I haven’t been to Troy in a long time, not since my grandparents left when I was 4?, 6? something like that. It used to be one of the richest communities in New York and thus the US, but that was a long time ago.
I took the Palisades Parkway to 9W up until I was 10 miles from Kingston when I cut across to the New York State Thruway, buzzed through Albany and across the river to Troy. I am staying in a chain hotel. The staff is extremely helpful and friendly, the room is comfortable, but as I have discovered the walls are pretty thin. I now know that the people across the hall are going to visit Joan in Syracuse and I know Joan’s phone number. I know that the people next to me go to bed very early but they don’t sleep. They seem to like a little game of slap and tickle.
Tomorrow, I think I will head up Rt 4/32 and see where that leads me.
People always ask us, ‘Are things better or worse today?’ Well, some things are better and some things are worse…. But there are a lot of problems in the world today that no one dreamed of when we were young. For instance, this business about the environment. Why, clean water was just something you took for granted.
Sarah Delany and Elizabeth Delany, U.S. author.(1890) The Delany Sisters’ Book of Everyday Knowledge,
with Amy Hill Hearth
Is Better Than A Good Day At Work..or so the old saying goes…I assume this gentleman believes in that adage.
(as always click on the image for full size)
Of course Steinbeck‘s point of view was somewhat different…
“It has always been my private conviction that any man who pits his intelligence against a fish and loses has it coming.”
Then there is the ecological point of view:
Give a man a fish, and he can eat for a day. But teach a man how to fish, and he’ll be dead of mercury poisoning inside of three years. ~Charles Haas…
…which is why the Hudson around NYC is still catch and release.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains.
One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge,
but one misses a world of loveliness.
- Adeline Knapp
I begin a short road trip tomorrow. I do not know if I will have internet access each day. We shall see.
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when September ends
- Billie Joe Armstrong
“Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.”
Another beautiful mid-fall day…But an unusual evening as we went out on a Monday night date. This is something we just don’t do.
Very late to the party but finally saw Bridesmaids which we enjoyed. Then went to PDT a “speakeasy” that you reach through a phone booth in a small hotdog joint. Pick up the phone, dial and if they have seating they let you in. The back of the phone booth opens and in you go. Great original cocktails…