I was sitting across from the bar at a Greek restaurant yesterday. This gentleman is there every evening for a single glass of wine.
Because of the distance between my camera and him, in order to keep the ISO "down" to 6400, I had to shoot from my lap at f/4 and 1/20 with my Sony RX100. When I used DeNoise, I checked only low light.
No rain or snow scheduled for this morning so I decided to play tourist and took a bus and a train to walk up on the Brooklyn Bridge.
Built by John Roebling, it opened in 1893 as a hybrid cable-stayed suspension bridge, and was the first fixed crossing of the East River. It was during its construction that Caisson Disease (the bends) had to be addressed for the first time. 20 men died from it, and many others suffered permanently from the decompression sickness.
The first four images are walking towards Brooklyn. The next two are some of lower Manhattan that one can see walking back towards the subway. The green culo is the Woolworth building. The freedom tower, which is on the other side of Manhattan, can be seen to its left. The gold statue, 30 feet high, and facing away from the statue of liberty, is on the Municiple building, which was built after the five boroughs comprising NYC combined in 1898.
The 4 image pan is across from the foot of the bridge and is what one sees coming and going on the subway.
The dreamer and the squinter are just a couple of shots I grabbed while on the train and waiting for the bus.
Thanks, everyone. I'm glad you enjoyed them. Drizzle and dark skies give interesting opportunities.
BTW that is colorful footwear you were sporting.
Just making a statement, Mike.
Had a little time yesterday on my way to a haircut, so I decided to get off the subway (we say train) one station early to walk down Park Av.
To get to the train, I had to take the bus, where 3 (look carefully) people sheltering from the rain made sure they were up to date on important things.
It wasn't raining heavily, but it was dismal. The Starbucks window stood out from the gloom. Then I had to take a couple of selfies with the help of the statuary. On the way home I observed a couple of construction workers observing the scenery.
Finally, that's York Avenue looking south before the traffic gets heavy, although on a Saturday, it rarely is. Finally these corner markets are always busy, some of which stay open all night.
And I enjoy showing what life is like around the city. Thanks everyone for your kind remarks.
Although there is a theme of unpleasant weather.
The first two I took yesterday before the evening showers, and after the morning rain. The next two I took through my windshield while driving to Bucks County this morning to have breakfast with my daughter. I think the birds might've been grounded by the fog.
It wasn't supposed to rain until this afternoon. Well, I guess light drizzle is not rain. The fifth shot is at one of the oldest cemeteries in Pennsylvania. The snow evaporating created quite a bit of ground fog.
The penultimate shot…well, it doesn't really need any explanation. The last shot is just before I got on the bus to get home. (I had to drop the car off so that my wife, the hard worker, would not have to take public transportation home. That's my job.) By the time I got home, the drizzle had changed to rain.
The first image shows that the city was diligent in laying down a good supply of salt on the esplanade before and during our three-quarter inch snowstorm. The next images were minutes or seconds before sunrise. You can see the sun reflecting off the buildings far downstream, where the East River takes a turn to the southeast. The three image pan (SOOC) shows the sunrise, and the remaining images suggest that it was a good morning for golden light. The shadows were deep. The air was very clear.
With yesterday's storm gone and replaced by the coldest air of the season, the very early sun produced some interesting light.
In the first two, you can see what caught my eyes. In the last, with the glare, my eyes could hardly see. I had to walk in the shadows on the right to avoid possible icy spots.
For the first time in 703 days, a little bit of snow was covering everything. I was out the door on my way to Central Park when the phone rang. My wife had hit a pothole (one of us still feels like working) and blew out the right front tire. She needed me to come to the car and wait for AAA. I hopped a cab instead of a bus and pulled up behind her on fifth Avenue, she she into my cab and continued on to the school she runs where she was going to help manage a post-tragedy situation.
[That's the last photograph, which I will explain when I get to it.)
Since I had my camera with me, I decided not to waste the time while I waited for the tow truck. The first three images I took while waiting for the tow truck, the last two I took on my way home after dropping the car back for my wife with a brand new right front tire. By this time, the snow had turned to sleet and ice.
At least the wheel was undamaged.
The first image has the iconic flatiron building, and the next four I took because I like the way some color or white snow popped out of the dismal rest of the image.
The last image shows a little floral memorial for the man who was shot on the number 3 train on Sunday evening, while trying to intervene between two people fighting over too loud music.
Anyone who lives in or near the city will have seen the story on TV and/or read about it in the papers.
Richie was part of the security staff at my wife's school, 45 years old with a wife, three young adult children and two little grandchildren. It's not trite to say that he was a cherished member of the staff.
Thanks, Everyone.
New York City has now gone over 700 days without at least 1 inch of snow. This coming Tuesday was supposed to dropped about 2 inches, but now that's very questionable.
We've had so much rain here in the city and in the New Jersey suburbs that many homes and businesses have been severely damaged from rivers and streams going beyond flood stage. I'm thinking we would've been better off if we had had snow.
I posted the first shot earlier this morning under the title "sunrise, really." The second image is from the same spot, a four image pan, that shows the cold front coming through, too late for my sunrise full of color.
Well, that's what I went up onto the roof to look for, hoping that last night's storm would have left some great clouds in the east for some spectacular
colors.
This view is to the south, hand held at .4 seconds.
Both of these images were taken within seconds of each other. The sun was barely over the horizon, but partially behind narrow clouds.
I think the guy with the gloves was practicing tai chi…or maybe not. The pigeon lady was scattering her children's inheritance out for the pigeons, per usual.
I liked the very few spots of good color.
That last photo has me thinking, how in the world can that structure hold that crane up there.
That crane is anchored within the lowest part of the building, practically on bedrock. Don't worry… It ain't goin' nowhere!
Thanks, everyone for your kind remarks!