Coney Island Bike Trip - final

This just seemed a fitting final shot after a day of abandoned buildings, monolithic bridges and a crazy amusement park. Having ridden the rides (well, ok ONE) we got ice cream and popcorn and got on the F train going back home... and I look forward to next summer when I can take that bike ride again....

Coney island Bike Trip 11

Coney Island Bike Trip 10

Yeah, I went up in that. Mr. I'm Afraid of Heights. Yes, I did it. It's not until you're really up in it that you realize just how high you are - and just how flimsy the little 'seat belt' that's holding you in is. Ack. I'm dizzy just looking at it! LOL

Coney Island Bike Trip 9

Coney Island Bike Trip 8

Coney Island Bike Trip 7

Coney Island Bike Trip 6

Coney Island Bike Trip 5

A fond look back at a beautiful summer day in August when my friend Brian and I rode our bikes from Manhattan all the way to Coney Island, which was the first time I'd ever been there!

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I really loved this sign between the bike path and the highway entering Brooklyn. Ralph Kramden is smiling somewhere...

Coney Island Bike Trip 3

Coney Island Bike Trip 2

My friend Brian and I took a bike ride from Manhattan to Coney Island.. and man if the Verrazano Narrows Bridge isn't an incredible piece of work.. amazing!! The bike path along the lower length of Brooklyn is really pretty awesome too.. all of Manhattan should be this fantastic!

Coney Island Bike Trip August 14th, 2010

A few weeks ago, my friend Brian and I rode from the West Village in Manhattan down to the Brooklyn Bridge, over and down all the way to Coney Island. It was an incredible, exhilarating day and starting today I'm going to be sharing images from the ride. We rode some rides and spent the day enjoying the beautiful weather... and I can't wait til next summer when I can do it all over again! Pictured below: abandoned (?) warehouses down deep in Brooklyn..

Lost and Found

So last weekend when the BF and I went to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden we decided, upon looking at the map, that we wanted to find the peonys. We went along the path where we thought they were and got distracted by the liacs and the cherry blossoms and lakes and trees and things. We had circled back to where we thought they were and found more flowers and beautiful sites. At one point it dawned on us that we hadn't yet found the peonys... and we realized that we were actually at the peony beds and had passed them about two or three times while looking for them.

The beds themselves were rather unimpressive as they hadn't bloomed yet.... so the destination, well it was hard to find and we got distracted a lot but they weren't ready anyway but meanwhile, we sure did see some terrific things! Just goes to show you, the Journey is just as important as the destination (and sometimes more interesting).

All Roads

This is a picture of a path.

The path divides in two but really it goes to the same place because it's all within the same park.

However, one path stays on the higher level, and one path goes down a small embankment and is on a lower level.

If that's not allegorical, I don't know what is. :)

Purple

"I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it." - from Alice Walker's The Color Purple

(from the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens 4/26)

You'll Just Have To Wait for Me

Last weekend when the BF and I were at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens we noticed this little boy being persuaded to look at the camera for what I'm sure would be a beautiful shot (with the purple flowers in the background) but the little boy just wasn't interested in cooperating prefering instead to reach for what HE wanted (a flower, a bug, some dirt) Even though he had one, two, three, four adults (and one out of the shot who was noticing what was happening), the little boy didn't feel pressured to face forward.

Now you can wring three different lessons from this little boy:

1. Things will happen in their good time when they're good and ready.

2. Everyone will wait for talent.

3. Divas are born, not made. :)