Saturday, August 22, 2015

I've Seen The Sights From Brooklyn Heights

After my walk around Brooklyn Bridge Park Tuesday afternoon, I strolled through a few of the nearby neighborhoods. I've always loved Brooklyn Heights. It's south of the Brooklyn Bridge and has a park called The Promenade, which is primarily a long terrace above the East River with an unobstructed view of lower Manhattan. I hadn't been there in a long (LONG) time, and was happy to find it as beautiful as I remembered. There were less than 10 houses in the "neighborhood" in the very early 1800s. Then, nearby steam ferry service in 1814 transformed Brooklyn Heights into the first of Manhattan's "commuter suburbs." Many of the houses pictured date back to the early 1800s.

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BROOKLYN BRIDGE ENTRANCE IN BACKGROUND.





A POP-UP POOL AND SANDY BEACH CLUB.
THE PROMENADE.
FORMER PIERS CONVERTED INTO ATHLETICS SPACES.
FERRY TERMINAL IN LOWER MANHATTAN.
THERE'S EVEN A FERRY TO IKEA
IN THE RED HOOK NEIGHBORHOOD OF BROOKLYN!
ON THE PROMENADE LOOKING NORTH TO THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE.


One of my favorite shows from the '60s. It was set in Brooklyn Heights. They shot some scenes right on the Promenade, but most neighborhood scenes looked like suburban Long Island (or Los Angeles).

Friday, August 21, 2015

Kicking Down The Cobble Stones

Tuesday, on my day off (click here), I took the subway to Brooklyn Bridge Park. The park didn't exist when I lived here (but that was more than 35 years ago). It's gorgeous and continues to grow north and south along the East River. The park began on the former Port Authority piers south of the bridge. Click here to learn more about the park.

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I HOPE THEY'LL RETAIN THE COBBLE STONES AND TROLLEY RAILS..
BROOKLYN BRIDGE.
MANHATTAN BRIDGE (AS I APPROACHED THE PARK).
BROOKLYN BRIDGE WITH LOWER MANHATTAN IN BACKGROUND.
THE PARK AS IT HEADS TOWARD THE MANHATTAN BRIDGE.
MORE OF THE MANHATTAN BRIDGE.
UNDER THE MANHATTAN BRIDGE WITH
WILLIAMSBURG BRIDGE IN BACKGROUND.
HISTORIC RENOVATIONS AND REPURPOSING.
(CENTER) "EMPIRE STORES" WAREHOUSE. BUILT FROM 1869–1895.
THE FIRST COMMERCIAL PRODUCTION FACILITY FOR ROASTED COFFEE.
(RIGHT) TOBACCO WAREHOUSE. SOON TO BE AN ARTS SPACE.
THE CAROUSEL. BUILT IN 1922 BY THE PHILADELPHIA TOBOGGAN COMPANY.
DONATED TO THE PARK AND PLACED ON THE FORMER FULTON FERRY SITE.
HELLO, LAMP POST.
PLAYGROUND.
VIEW FROM BROOKLYN BRIDGE PARK EDUCATION CENTER.


"The 59th Street Bridge Song" (aka "Feeling Groovy")...

NOTE: The 59th Street Bridge (aka the Queensboro Bridge) does not appear in this post. I have clearly been away too long. My thanks to Walt at WCS blog for setting me straight (or at least gayly forward). Hope you enjoy the music anyway!

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

The Magic Word

My Mother The Dowager Duchess is coming home Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. She's been making great strides. She must be feeling better; she's been ordering me around... Even more than usual.

The week after surgery, she commanded, "Pillow!"

I adjusted her pillow.

Then she commanded me to, "Pour out that water. Refill it with ice and fresh."

I asked, "What's the magic word?"

She looked at me curiously — and imperiously — and queried, "Abracadabra?"

I excused all that figuring it was the pain killers and she wasn't responsible for her behavior.

But late last week as I folded a pair of her slacks, she said, "Not like that. Do it right. And refold those T-shirts."

"You know," I said. "You could say 'please.' "

Her response that time: "Why?"

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During Physical Therapy Tuesday, the therapist asked The Dowager Duchess where I was.

My mother told her, "I gave him the day off."

I'll start sharing the photos from my exceptional "day off" later this week.

MY FEET IN THE ATLANTIC.
BELLY-UP CRAB WITH ONE BLUE CLAW.
A QUIET WEEKDAY ON THE BEACH AT CONEY ISLAND.
STILL ROOM FOR ANOTHER KITE OR TWO. 
NOT THE DOWAGER DUCHESS. 
MAYBE IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS.
MY NEW WORKOUT BUDDIES?
ON SECOND THOUGHT.
THE GUY AT LEFT COULD MAKE HIS TATTOOS DANCE.
(AND I COULD HAVE LIVED WITHOUT SEEING IT.)


Hocus Pocus... This was me before my day off.