Sunset over lower Manhattan, August 28, 2011 (click for full sized image)
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Rowing away from the rocks
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Sunset over lower Manhattan, August 28, 2011 (click for full sized image)
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Hurricane Irene hasn’t wrought the devastation on New York City that was originally projected, but in DUMBO there has still been some flooding (and a fair bit of local ogling). These photos were taken on 8/28/11 between 8:51 a.m. and 9:04 a.m. (just after high tide) at the entry point to Brooklyn Bridge Park, at the corner of Main Street and Plymouth. The water is normally 8 to 10 feet below the rocks in the photo above.
(p.s.: These were taken one handed, while I walked my dog, with a wet point and shoot. They were hastily uploaded and placed onto this blog, without editing or effects. Like nature herself, they are untamed.)
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“A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness — a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild.”
- Jack London (White Fang)
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