Why is MacArthur Park running through my head “like a striped pair of pants”? No idea…
Perhaps because, much like a certain orange haired favorite of the Russians, it is bombastic and makes no sense?
Well, yeah, but it is a truly enjoyable song so that can’t be it…
Anticipating my feelings, Ailsa got on her edge by lack of sleep. Not my reasons but the result is similar.
The weather forecast told me to go to the river and there I would find an edge. I went and I did. First storm. Look closely and you can see the rain’s edge about a minute away from me.
That was the easy rain. Here you can see the edge of the big storm.
The result? Multiple edges.
Other edgy items:
Don’t push me cuz I’m close to the edge…
“Sharpness is a bourgeois concept”
It seemed a most appropriate quote for May Day
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.
First response of 2013 is here.
The last response of 2013?
At 5:37:58 pm on October 4th facing the river from the underpass I saw this.
At 5:38:53 pm I took two steps toward the river and turned to see this:
Have a great New Year’s Eve and a Happy 2014.
A few more joyful views to send you out of 2013.
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.
We are photographers living with or affected by mental illness; supporting each other one photograph at a time. Join our community, submit today!
it's this or get a real job
Photography & Philosophy
Sharing ideas and inspiration with Photographers
A Comedy Lesbian Travel Blog
Nicht nur für Hamburger !
Reducing stress one exhale at a time ...exploring Southern California and beyond
Photographer and photo editor Geoffrey Hiller has created Verve Photo to feature photographs and interviews by the finest contemporary image makers today.
Capturing the world through photography, video and multimedia
Trail running in the Hudson Valley
A thousand thousand stories
A garden oasis and cultural center overlooking the Hudson River
talking from below water
hedy bach photography mixed stories and music