Colors

It was raining when I woke up but by noon the sun was burning through the clouds. It was a little hazy from the fog and the colors were popping. I saw this building from the subway the other day. It is frustrating to see something that I want to photograph and be unable to do anything about it. Sometimes the image never reappears because the light changes. When I saw the sun breaking through, I rushed out.

I love the way people post their building numbers.

I crossed the Williamsburg Bridge on the pedestrian side. It is steeper than the bikeway.

 One is rewarded by a very pretty rainbow at the top.

The guardrails were originally a more serious red color. The sun has bleached them to a girlie pink. It reminds me of winter.

Just Before Solstice

I do not participate in the post Thanksgiving shopping orgy, I find it really weird. And for the first time in weeks, on Sunday, I felt relaxed and not tired. I wandered around in the cold with my camera.

Some autumn leaves are still hanging on in spite of all the wind on Saturday. I wasn't really finding the images that I wanted.

Then I found this wall which had some nice light falling on it and it felt good just to play around with the shapes.

It was a brief pause, all the crazy is back this morning.

Early Snow

 

The weather continues to be strange. What was advertised as an rainy nor'easter turned into a snowy one. When we first saw the snowflakes we all laughed as they melted in the puddles. Then they began to stick and the city was muffled during rush hour.

It was startling how quickly the landscape transformed.

The young son was delighted and tested the texture for snowballs.

He found it good quality and launched one in my direction.

The snow all but vanished the next day. Temperatures in the 70's have been promised but have yet to materialize. 

After the storm

An uprooted tree, in Bed-Stuy

We did not particularly suffer from Hurricane Sandy. We did not flood and we had electricity. Still without the subway and with lower Manhattan blacked out, we were stuck in a kind of limbo; not as much fun as a vacation, but not nearly as dire as others had it.

I got a lot of work done on my dream sequence, but it is not ready to post. It has been hard for me to take photographs. The sun has been arriving in a blaze of glory only to slip behind a bank of clouds. It has been so windy. It is still hard to get around and tomorrow promises to be a horrible day for traveling around the city. November used to be such a pretty month.