Fog

It has been cloudy and rainy for days. Yesterday the clouds dropped down and created a fog. I was reluctant to go out, but I pushed myself because the light was mysterious.

I visited the graffiti walls. There are new pieces with vibrant colors.

I had wanted to photograph the Callery pears that I caught blossoming last spring. But there was not enough distance to see the fog.

However, there was this cool beam of light under the BQE.

In this tiny park near the East River, the fog surrounded me, muffling out the sounds. It was soft and peaceful.

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.