(Sep 12) An event complete, must be unwound.
The real story of this museum isn’t 9/11, but money.
I wonder what the eagle is about?
This time, from the other side
The city that never sleeps, sleeping.
It is impossible not to notice the sidewalk cows have all gone home
Where do you want to go today?
I note, nothing going to Port Jefferson. The Ronkonkoma line gets much more love.
(March 14 & 16) I am now a 5 mile walk to the train. Woe is me.
The journey starts out in Miller Place.
Off in the distance, you can see the smokestacks from the Port Jefferson Power Station, a few blocks from where I lived for eight years.
The geese are safe from Michael Bloomberg here
It looks a lot more rural here than it really is
No hunting. But really, it’s suburbia, honest!
Someone had a really lousy day.
Lousy enough to make them very angry. But that didn’t change the fact this is a very dangerous road.
And the weathervane has gone down again
Apple’s on fire! … just kidding. Maybe Tony stopped by.
I passed by the House of Viza, but he was not there.
The flowers seem somehow much larger this spring.