Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Return of the Duck Truck
Followed the flying feathers again last night and came side-by-side with the Duck Truck. We got caught up in nearly-stopped traffic on the Long Island Expressway. Being after nightfall, I needed flash, so I rolled down my window to prevent glare and grabbed this.
With the window down I could hear the hunderds of them quacking away. When Canadian geese fly overhead their quacking invokes notions of nature, lakes, streams and the like for me. In this case all I could imagine was hoisin sauce.
With the window down I could hear the hunderds of them quacking away. When Canadian geese fly overhead their quacking invokes notions of nature, lakes, streams and the like for me. In this case all I could imagine was hoisin sauce.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Friday, November 2, 2007
No Photo
Driving across the Bronx one pre-dawn morning this week I saw a shooting star. It seemed beautiful and misplaced at the same time. I was not far from the location of the "Good Morning" photo below, that morning there was no charm - it took me an hour to go 4 miles. There's unexpected beauty to be found if you're alert enough, I guess.
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