Wandering

If you have a dog you end up having to go out in all weathers.

This is good and bad -- at the moment mostly bad.
Here a tangle of bicycles on 8th Avenue.

And a reflection of the same.

This morning the sun, at 8 o'clock, hid behind a water tower.






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Cold

So bright and clear and bitterly cold.

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Ice and Horses

The Hudson River is cluttered with thick chunks of ice. 

The center of the river moves extremely swiftly. How one would hate to fall into it.

Chelsea Piers. Friday afternoon, looking west towards New Jersey.

Clearing the ice on Pier 63.

Mechanical horses for children at Chelsea Piers.....

...and real horses on 8th Avenue.

Meditation on Bare Trees

Went up to the Public Library at 42nd Street this morning to see the fascinating Yaddo exhibition.

The library didn't open until 11 am - who knew?

So spent the time looking at upwards.

 

Such very tall buildings in Midtown.

Two winter images from Pieter Breughel the Elder.

What biting cold. How damp the houses must have been.

How stunningly beautiful the northern winter.

A Very Cold Afternoon at the Beach

We left it rather late to go down to the beach.
It was beastly cold.
Here Huntington Bay looking towards Northport.



The ubiquitous reeds and bare tree against fading light.
There were some kids at the beach with their dog.
One of the boys was wearing shorts. Ah youth...



The little boats don't look very inviting.



Luckily Celeste has a very inviting chair by the fire...



...and offers a nice cup of tea.