The older I get, the surer I am that I’m not running the show.”
― Leonard Cohen
You have no idea how thankful I am for that realization!
My family has often teased me for being a control “enthusiast” and truth be told there maybe there is some truth to their loving taunts! Maybe a small amount of truth, but I am learning that it okay if some things don’t get done; that there is more than one way to do things and most importantly patience is sometimes better that persistence.
The photo was taken in Central Park, New York City, the beautiful mime entertaining the crowds, stood so quietly and with great patience she waited and watched as people approached, smiling and blowing kisses to those who left a little change in her bucket. We sat and watched her for quite sometime.
It is Family Day here in Alberta, and I hope your day is a wonderful one.
The New York City flower district, between 26 and 29 st. and jut of 6 Ave. a large concentration of both wholesale and retail florists. The flowers, trees, accessories can be found lining both sides of the sidewalk creating this little path.
One of the small districts that isn’t featured in many of the travel books, and just a small taste of some of the different things you will see when walking the streets of New York City.
Bill and I have had a busy few days in NYC, visiting some of our favorite spots, and finding some new spots to add to our favorite list. Of course we have made a trip to B & H Photo, Chelsea market, Century 21, Times Square, among others. While wandering the pathway along the Hudson River I stopped for a few photos of the of the old piers, using a long exposure, and converting the image to black and white gives the water a misty feel.
Bill and I have spent a couple of days walking around New York City, park of the time walking the Highline Park.
The High Line is a public park built on a historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side. It is owned by the City of New York, and maintained and operated by Friends of the High Line. Founded in 1999 by community residents, Friends of the High Line fought for the High Line’s preservation and transformation at a time when the historic structure was under the threat of demolition. It is now the nonprofit conservancy working with the New York City Department of Parks & Recreation to make sure the High Line is maintained as an extraordinary public space for all visitors to enjoy. In addition to overseeing maintenance, operations, and public programming for the park, Friends of the High Line works to raise the essential private funds to support more than 90 percent of the park’s annual operating budget, and to advocate for the preservation and transformation of the High Line at the Rail Yards, the third and final section of the historic structure, which runs between West 30th and West 34th Streets.
Wassily Kadinsky is know to have said, “Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.”
This lovely instrument is in the museum at Ellis Island, it is among the possessions that the immigrants brought with them to their new home. The music played touched the soul of those who could hear it, bringing back memories of home, family and happy times, and celebrations. Wondering through the museum at Ellis Island and seeing the items left behind or donated, viewing the photos, listening to the stories, my soul was touched.
I would like to know the name of the instrument, if you can help me out I would like to hear from you.
Another image of Jane’s Carousel, it was a rainy day in New York City, when we took the subway to Brooklyn and wandered the streets, our goal a little coffee shop that was recommended by a fellow blogger, called the Brooklyn Roasting Company and seeing Jane’s Carousel.
There is something magical about a carousel. Aside from the beauty and craftmanship of these historic gems, there is the craftsmanship that goes into restoring them. Maybe we remember the feeling of being a small child and riding the carousel and seeing our parents and or grandparents standing on the side waiting for us to come around and wave. Maybe it is as a parent or grandparent standing on the side and seeing the joy of the children as the see us and wave. There is magic and joy all around the carousel, and this one is no exception. The setting on the East River in view of the Brooklyn Bridge even on a rainy gray day is worth the walk, after all the coffee shop is just around the corner!
Bill and I visited Brooklyn, on a rainy Saturday. A blogger friend had recommended a coffee shop, the Brooklyn Roasting Company on Jay St. Dispite the weather we set off to see the area, here is Bill walking down Jays St. – with the cobblestone streets, and old rail lines. After a warm cup of coffee we headed out to walk along the river.
Ellis Island and the Ellis Island Museum is one of my favorite places to visit while in New York City. I never get tired of hearing the stories of the Immigrants. As a Canadian, the people who came to this country share similar stories to those told at this museum. To understand their life, and their struggles is to understand where we come from. To realize that what we have is built on a foundation of their hard work, their determination and the strength.
This piano, now sits in one of the displays on the third floor, of items left behind when the Immigration Center closed. It was played by may of the immigrants waiting to be processed, to pass the time and to entertain those that waited. I can only image the variety of music that was play, love songs, ballads, dance songs and kids songs from so many different countries.