I ran past the Richfield Church on my three-mile run today and laughed at the message on its sign. So later in the afternoon, I drove back to get a photo of it. That's when I realized that I read it wrong the first time. It seemed weird to me that Lent would be spring training for Christmas, so I'm glad I went back. This makes much more sense.
I was drawn to this building by the bottom window, with the books lined up on the window sill. If I had my SLR, I would've zoomed in on that window, because the books intrigued me. The apartment is probably lined with them, covering every available inch of shelf or other flat space, hence those lined up along the window.
That's my theory, anyway.
For a $5 ticket, I went to Citi Field and didn't watch a baseball game. Georgetown and St. John's were playing, but we spent the time walking around, eating and taking in the new ballpark.
Along with a lot of photos.
One of the great perks of purchasing the garage pass for the 24 Hours of Daytona is the chance to walk out to the finish line on race day. Or, the start of the race day.
This extreme closeup appears farther than it is, but it's not, if you notice the words on the bottom.
I've seen Ben Folds perform twice now, in 2001 and 2009. My wife is a bigger fan than I (she's followed him since the early days of The Five) and this show in New Jersey was her eighth. In between, I think he released two albums -- and two wives. He's now on his fourth.
No vanity here. Went with the bedhead because it better shows the fluffiness. The shave was DIY; the haircut, professional.
The Society for Establishing Useful Manufactures building and the Great Falls in Paterson are at the heart of America's manufacturing history. The site -- finally -- is nearing national park status, an overdue designation. Paterson bears striking similarity to Lowell, Mass., which has long had national park status.
The black and white choice gives it a much more rugged, historical feel, considering this site's place in history.
With skies devoid of clouds, my walk to work was bathed in the light of the golden hour, enhancing everything I passed in a natural high definition. From this PATH marker at my feet when I emerged from the Christopher St. station to the Port Authority building across from Chelsea Market, the buildings along Greenwich St. to Ninth Ave. sparkled.
Spring is good.
Exited the PATH at 9th St. again today and was greeted at street level with the late light of afternoon. Across the street, the Jefferson Market Library (nee Courthouse) captured the rays, enhancing the deep, rich, red brick. It made for a great contrast against the deepening blue sky.
It has a fascinating history. More stories and photos.
It's been a busy week. (Week plus?) I fully intend to catch up with all the daily photos tonight or tomorrow. Here's today's, and I'll work back from here.
On Alexander Graham Bell's first telephone call I sought out this relic at the Hoboken train station. Had I remembered that
I first noticed this window display the day before, and then when I read that March 9 was Barbie's 50th birthday, I made a point to photograph it that day.
It's been a busy week, so I finally posted a handful of photos I'd taken since Monday. There have been a couple of days when I didn't pick up the camera until late and had to find photos before time ran out, rather than come across the pictures (such as this one, for example).
For this one, I realized as I was walking into my building for work that I needed an image, so I passed the elevator at the front of the building for the one in the middle to get a shot I'd had stored in the back of my head for just such a day.
There is little that can heighten the feeling of isolation more than finding yourself staring out on the open vistas in the West, whether it's the rolling green hills of Yellowstone or the golden desert of Arizona -- or any expansive vista in between.
It was the two-tone brickwork, the "Hugh King & Co." wordmark across the top and the faded lettering between the windows on the left side that prompted me to stop and take a photo of this building. Curious as to why Hugh King was so important, I did some quick internet research on the building and found its interesting history. But that doesn't even include its star turn as the home for "Real World: Back to New York" in 2001. It's now available for events.
Just another typical building history in New York.
Three hundred more days to go!
Not entirely happy. The day was nearly over when I realized I'd not picked up the camera, so I tried to play with the light out the front door. Didn't get much and had to make it black and white to make it passable. A throwaway.
I took advantage of a quiet cat moment as he rested on Casey's lap to get some macro shots in. He barely budged.
My half-birthday is marked by a nor'easter that dropped three or four inches in a couple of hours after midnight and probably six or eight by now. I'll lie low for a little longer, until I'm sure it's stopped, then head out to shovel.
