A haunting, upsetting, infuriating article about a missed chance to minimize the effects of global warming. I am so grateful to the people who researched the article, the author, and especially all the heroes named within the piece, who tried to do something about this looming nightmare.
The sign at Fort Tryon Park which is the same as the one in the movie The Cat People. It always makes me happy to see it and I’ve posted pictures of it before. Scroll down, please.
This was from 2016.
And this was taken in 2013. I wish I’d take it from the same angle everytime so it could be more of a comparison. The park feels like it’s getting more lush over time and this photograph seems to indicate that might be true. I’d say it’s going to be underwater someday, but it is kinda high up. Maybe it will be saved.
Whenever I walk through Fort Tryon Park I always think how lovely it would be to live here.
There’s a gatehouse which is one of only two structures which remain from when it was all Cornelius King Garrison Billings’s estate. It’s my fantasy home. Untapped Cities gives us a peek inside. The enchanting park however, was built by John D. Rockefeller Jr., who took over the property when Billings decided to move back to the city.
Doesn’t this look like a heavenly place to live?
This is a fashion exhibition at the Metropolitan, and also up at the Cloisters (which is part of the Met). These pictures were taken at the Cloisters. I wasn’t thrilled with how most of my pictures came out, but these are acceptable!
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While I didn’t love this shot, I’m including it so you can see how wonderfully they arranged this exhibit. All the mannequins and the clothes are positioned around the museum instead of all in one room. Here is one. Below it is a shot I took of the exact same spot in 2013.
Here is the same spot in 2013 when it was set up for the Forty Part Motet exhibit.
Every year the West Village Chorale puts together a season of Summer Sings (this is what choral people do when their choirs are off for the summer). Last week I went to the one conducted by John Maclay, the choral director of my own choir, the Choral Society of Grace Church. We sang the Brahms Requiem. It’s beautiful, as all requiems are. They seem to bring out the best in the composers who write them. But I always remember singing this with my choir after my cat Veets died. One section really seemed to evoke how I felt and I wrote “Veets Theme” in my score. Here it is, written 18 years ago, followed by a picture from last week’s sing.