15-03-17 Happy The Day That Will Not Be Named

I was going to call this edition of QH 15-03-17 Throw-up Tuesday but that just did not seem classy…

In NYC the day is celebrated by many underage and barely aged drinkers coming in from the suburbs and drinking all of the day and all of the night…

Not everyone goes that way, of course, just enough to keep the reputation alive.

Lots of green in town today…

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11-2-14 Let’s Descend Again (Photo Challenge 2nd Pass)

See how the cormorant swoops and dives
Must be some thrill to go that deep
Down to the basement of this life

Noel Brazil

Weekly Photo Challenge: descent

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My first try is here.

Other descents:

http://motherdaughter2013.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/weekly-photo-challenge-descent/

http://flicksandpieces.com/2014/11/03/descent/

http://delightfullyitaly.com/2014/11/03/orvieto-st-patricks-well/

http://silverinthebarn.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/aviation-2/

http://spiritinpolitics.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/photo-challenge-descent-summers-hushed-song-recalled/

http://jktbrad.wordpress.com/2014/11/03/volcanic-potato/

http://ubecute.com/2014/11/02/photo-challenge-descent/

http://normashilpi.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/descend-is-not-the-end/

http://mizroket.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/weekly-photo-challenge-descent/

http://moerkrum.wordpress.com/2014/11/02/weekly-photo-challenge-descent/

8-6-14 69th Anniversary

The sheep’s in the meadow
The cow’s in the corn
Now is the time for a child to be born
You’ll laugh at the moon and you’ll cry for the sun
And if it’s a boy he’ll carry a gun
Sang the crow on the cradle

And if it should be that this baby’s a girl
Never you mind if her hair doesn’t curl
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
A shadow above her wherever she goes
Sang the crow on the cradle

The crow on the cradle
The black on the white
Somebody’s baby is born for a fight
The crow on the cradle
The white on the black
Somebody’s baby is not coming back
Sang the crow on the cradle

Bring me my gun and I’ll shoot
That bird dead
That’s what your mother and
Father once said
A crow on the cradle what can we do
This is the thing I must leave up to you
Sang the crow on the cradle

Sydney Carter

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Today is the 69th anniversary of the dropping of the Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima

4-6-14 Weekly Photo Challenge # 2 -Threshold

Saturday

The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
Robert Frost

Sunday

“April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.”

Shakespeare

Threshold

 

I was not going to do this again so soon (vision #1- here) but I spent the afternoon out and about uptown on the river from 155th Street to the bridge. The world was out there. Despite it only being in the low 50’s something in the air has changed and we are clearly, finally, on the threshold of spring here in NYC. So many snuggling couples out and about. Kisses filled the street. The tennis courts were full. The fishermen were out and the barbecues (a few) were going. The boarders were on the river. Yes we are on the threshold of spring and the relief was palpable.

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I hope they realize this is “my” tree (long story)

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 Soon enough to bloom

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Those crazy days when half of us are in summer and half still in winter

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Now really you didn’t think my threshold wouldn’t end anywhere but here…

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Of course, soon enough the whining about the summer heat will start but for now…

It has been a Mary Black kind of weekend for me so here is one of her uptempo spring songs.

Other thresholdian visions:

http://korasunil15.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/httpbrokenlightcollective-files-wordpress-com201404dsc01729-jpgw547h410/

http://canadiantravelbugs.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/misty-threshold-of-inspiration/

http://mochilisreloaded.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://squareonenotes.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://myphotolanguage.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://brokenlightcollective.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/its-raining-in-paradise/

http://itsallaboutabitofthisandthat.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold-along-the-wall-then/

http://aditinature11.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://thetemenosjournal.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://ivymosquito.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/sunrise-sunrise-looks-like-morning-in-your-eyes-weekly-photo-challenge/

and speaking of someone on the threshold…

https://mail.google.com/mail/u/1/#inbox/1453705326f94e15

 

 

4-5-14 Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold

The Weekly Photo Challenge this week is threshold…described as: “A threshold is a point of entering; that point just before a new beginning — that split-second moment in time, full of anticipation. All the hard work is over; relief is palpable.” I disagree with all the hard work is over; relief is palpable.

Not the first time I have shown a photograph of this. It used to be the biggest threshold in the USA and perhaps the world. Sadly I do not believe it carries the same resonance anymore.

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Some other views of threshold…

I think this fits…

http://andrawatkins.com/2014/04/05/roy-lees-big-adventure/

http://alwayswasarebel.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/your-wave-is-waiting/

http://lifeandink.com/2014/04/05/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://yobynos.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://alicethroughthemacrolens.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://likeacircleinaspiral.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold-cloud-with-a-rainbow-lining/

http://alifemoment.wordpress.com/2014/04/05/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://summerpineapples.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold-japans-four-seaons/

http://jobryantnz.wordpress.com/2014/04/06/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://emiliabrasierphotography.wordpress.com/2014/04/04/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

http://vernetteoutloud.wordpress.com/2014/04/04/weekly-photo-challenge-threshold/

10-8-12

Something new for me…a re-post from last Columbus Day.

I had to add a new photo but basically I am just trying to follow the journey from there to here. Plus I really like this post from last year…and if you are not familiar with Mary Black do listen to the song.

Below you see the state of preserving so far. More to come…

Better keep your distance from this whale
Better keep your boat from going astray
Find yourself a partner and treat them well
Try to give them shelter night and day
‘Cause here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Things can get twisted and crazy and crowded
You can’t even feel right

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

See how the cormorant swoops and dives
Must be some thrill to go that deep
Down to the basement of this life
Down to where the mermaid gently sleeps
Not like here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Where things can get twisted and haunted and crowded
You can’t even feel alright

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

And as tide must ebb and flow
I am dragged down under
And I wait the livelong day
For an end to my hunger

So I dream of Columbus
Every time that the panic starts
I dream of Columbus
With my maps and my beautiful charts
I dream of Columbus
And there’s peace in a traveling heart
I dream of Columbus

Noel Brazil

So, like clockwork, 14 days and I find myself by this pier again.

Hollywood sequelitist I guess.

This time I shot the pilings from Pier 54. Down the road I think the city has big plans for Pier 54 but for now it just juts out into the river and is used as a dog walking, jogging area, as well as hosting occasional celebrations, the largest being a dance during Gay Pride week.

There are a lot of these old abandoned pilings/piers on the river but this has always been my favorite on the NYC side.  It has a spooky, historic, feel that many of the others do not and while it speaks of change and decay, it also speaks of permanence, at least long enough for a full human lifetime…

I hope you enjoy this brilliant performance by Mary Black of the words at the top of the post.

Mary Black – Columbus

10-10-11 Columbus Day, The Pier 3

Better keep your distance from this whale
Better keep your boat from going astray
Find yourself a partner and treat them well
Try to give them shelter night and day
‘Cause here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Things can get twisted and crazy and crowded
You can’t even feel right

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

See how the cormorant swoops and dives
Must be some thrill to go that deep
Down to the basement of this life
Down to where the mermaid gently sleeps
Not like here in this blue light
Far away from the fireside
Where things can get twisted and haunted and crowded
You can’t even feel alright

So you dream of Columbus
Ever time the panic starts
You dream of Columbus
With your maps and your beautiful charts
You dream of Columbus
With an ache in your traveling heart

And as tide must ebb and flow
I am dragged down under
And I wait the livelong day
For an end to my hunger

So I dream of Columbus
Every time that the panic starts
I dream of Columbus
With my maps and my beautiful charts
I dream of Columbus
And there’s peace in a traveling heart
I dream of Columbus

– Noel Brazil

Self Portrait

So, like clockwork, 14 days and I find myself by this pier again.

Hollywood sequelitist I guess.

This time I shot the pilings from Pier 54. Down the road I think the city has big plans for Pier 54 but for now it just juts out into the river and is used as a dog walking, jogging area, as well as hosting occasional celebrations, the largest being a dance during Gay Pride week.

There are a lot of these old abandoned pilings/piers on the river but this has always been my favorite on the NYC side.  It has a spooky, historic, feel that many of the others do not and while it speaks of change and decay, it also speaks of permanence, at least long enough for a full human lifetime…

I hope you enjoy this brilliant performance by Mary Black of the words at the top of the post.

Mary Black – Columbus

6-17-11 On the Boat (to Ellis Island)

Ellis Island, the song sung so brilliantly by Mary Black in the attached link, has been running through my head pretty constantly over the last few days.

From the corner of my eye I see a tear rolling down
At the time I couldn’t tell whose tear it was
If it was mine I should be glad
That I still function in this cage
But if it’s yours it only makes me more lost
To see a tear rolling down
To see a tear rolling down

This is the last call for Ellis Island
These are the last words I’m ever gonna hear you say
So goodbye, babe
Goodbye, babe.

So since I have been contemplating immigration and emigration, the pure despair and hope that drove so many people to come to the US over the centuries, I thought the Statue and Ellis were pretty appropriate for today.

The image at the top is from May 5th on the Ferry from the World Financial Center to Hoboken. The image below was shot on St Patrick’s Day, March 17th, from the Battery (which is the mouth of the Hudson).