In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Symmetry.”
Yea or Nay? Can a trey be the answer today?
Not all creatures care…
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings.
After I finished my Lightroom Tutoring session yesterday I figured I would walk across Central Park to get home. I had not been to the park in quite some time. I also figured it would be a good day for me to play with the camera and wander a few places I don’t get to often enough in the park. So, the first thing I did was play with
the multiple exposure function. This is not something I often do and I have (had – they are gone) a LOT of truly crappy pictures but I kind of like this hot dog cart on 5th and 73rd. Then I walked up to the Metropolitan which was drowning in people.
I don’t think this even remotely touches on the population just on the stairs by the entrance but I again sort of like the shot. So after that I wander through the park until I came to The North Wood. I really don’t get there enough.
While I was there I made a few friends.
but after awhile I wore them out with my attention and my camera and I got the idea that it was time to go.
So I did and headed on home.
I may have used this picture back on July 8, 2012 but it fits the theme. Osprey nesting at Freshkills Park on Staten Island.
A few other birds…
Ailsa’s Travel theme this week is: Ripples. Right in my wheelhouse, right? Well, yes it is.
So,I decided to leave the river for the day and dig through the archives. I found these two pictures that I took on 9/2/08 at the last day of the Slow Food Exhibit in San Francisco.
I love the ripples made by the kite’s tail…
and the bird’s colors rippling the wings as the wings ripple the air…
List of other ideas will be below but of course, San Francisco and Ripple brought something else to mind that i thought I would share first…
That’s all for now…
“I have nothing to say and I am saying it and that is poetry.”
― John Cage
Summer arrived in NYC today. High of 82 degrees and supposed to be 90 Thursday and Friday. I love hot weather but I also love spring and I am sorry we did not have one again this year.
That has nothing to do with the pictures I am about to show you however. Back on April 20th, I stopped at Trinity Cemetery to pay my respects to James Audubon
who is buried in the graveyard at the Church of the Intercession in the Trinity Church Cemetery and Mausoleum at 155th Streetand Broadway. I have been spending a lot of serious work time on my Hudson pictures and given the summer weather just wanted to play a bit. Two views of his grave marker…
I started out thinking of America as highways and state lines. As I got to know it better, I began to think of it as rivers. Most of what I love about the country is a gift of the rivers. . . . America is a great story, and there is a river on every page of it. —
It was a gray and rainy day yesterday, the sky was gray the water was gray, my mood was grey, a good day to have company on the river. Luckily these gray creatures were kind enough to escort me for most of my time…
Call it a lagniappe – call it the author’s self-indulgence…Since it is the season, for the next few days the Quotidian Hudson will also contain a selection of my favorite Holiday songs (those that are on video which leaves some of my most favorite out.) Unfortunately, the closest I can find for a Hudson River Holiday song is Jennifer Hudson’s Christmas album and that won’t do…If you know of any, please leave me a note!