Over the years, One World Trade Center or the Freedom Tower has become what you see below. We have seen it evolve while witnessing our own evolution. And last weekend, we visited One World Observatory at One World Trade Center.
It starts with Lines (Photo Challenge). It starts with Rivulet, too (Daily Prompt).
This is my B/W post for Day 1 of the 5 Day photo challenge. The wonderful Prior linked me for this challenge.
We all know what happened in Massachusetts when it topped 100 inches of snow in a record breaking winter. Contrary to what the weathermen had predicted, New York, New Jersey, and the other states in the East Coast were spared the assault.
Though it’s been snowing in NY and NJ intermittently, the snow that fell for two consecutive days last week showed aggression:
This gull’s perched on a snow-assaulted railing. When you look into its eyes, you see purpose and no purpose. Contradictory? Well, gulls live a purposeless life, I believe, but are purposeful enough to be purposeless. They’re the spiritual heads of the birds’ fraternity.
Bicycle told snow: “Spare me. Jam Mercedes’ tires instead.”
These are not my footsteps — could’ve been mine. I followed them, some followed mine.
Whose car is it? Mine. What next? What next!
I link the great Kim Gosselin for this challenge. She’s a lovely photographer, too.
Anyone who reads this may blush or giggle, get excited or even scandalized.
Never been a fan of public nudity but I still visited Gunnison Beach, Sandy Hook, New Jersey. How humans looked strange!
Gunnison Beach is legal and attracts huge crowds in summer. There’s a group called Friends of Gunnison where hundreds of its members are friends in real life. Meaning: they live their city lives and meet socially fully-clothed; and when they hit the beach they’ll sit across from each other – discuss life, family and politics – without a shred of clothing on them.
How midtown Manhattan with its towering Empire State is juxtaposed (not literally, the Hudson River’s in between) with the work-in-progress illuminated 16-foot sculpture of the Super Bowl Roman numerals XLVIII, in Hoboken, New Jersey.