(May 25) Continuing down Bond St. peeking in on the Gowanus Canal.
I was surprised to find this here.
(May 25) I was planning on going into Manhattan, but it was already getting dark, and I made the decision to photograph around the Gowanus Canal instead, and I saved $4 which I sadly need.
Seeing animals in Superfund waters frightens me.
I want to chase the duck out of that poisonous water
There’s a lot riding on him now
This always reminds me of Billy for some reason
I still don’t know what this place is
The early part of this jaunt covers material I’ve photographed before, and this is not the end. Yet.
Time passes more quickly than work comes in. I make a lot more banking trips now.
This is the Union St. end of this place
Further down Union St. in Park Slope
The Subway is the original network
I saw Lindsay and Delilah, and Rachel and Greg,…
Meh.
I was back in familiar territory.
Other than the car that’s parked where the lawn used to be,
it looks almost the same as when I lived here.
Having grown up in suburbia, it wasn’t until I left it that I realized,
snow shoveling as day labor is a suburban phenomenon.
The snow makes the ordinary seem more interesting, more intimate in a way,
by blocking out background.
Meanwhile, underground, the stalactites are the least scary part of a Broadway station
on the G line that looks like it’s going to disintegrate.
It’s hard to get high shots in this city. The trains and bridges provide most of the free ones.
Speaking of snow, I miss Billy.
I’m pretty much ignoring Christmas this year again. It just reminds me of Billy.