T.G.I.F. Now. And Now. And Now.

Stony silence as we cross the bridge into Manhattan [Cove Island Park] and the streets [paths] begin slipping past. Every moment of your life brings you to the moment you’re experiencing now. And now. And now. I’ve never have been on the streets [paths] this early [many times], predawn, and the driver [DK] agrees that it’s eerie and perfect.

Jo Ann Beard, Festival Days (Little, Brown & Company, March 16, 2021) (DK-EDITED)


Photos: DK @ Daybreak. 5:04 & 5:15 am, August 5, 2022. 76° F. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. Other photos from this morning here (landscape) and here (swans).

 

 

25 thoughts on “T.G.I.F. Now. And Now. And Now.”

  1. So, I gather you do not miss, and probably will not return to the streets of Gotham? Those commutes did give birth to some great stories though. 😊

  2. Beautiful…
    And yes, your North and South on I90 and especially Walking Cross Town are very special to me.
    Do you ever Walk Cross Town anymore?

  3. Jo Ann Beard’s words “Every moment of your life brings you to the moment you’re experiencing now.” So, True… and your photos, beautifully moody…

  4. Yes, beautiful in every respect. But the words Stony Silence don’t fit somehow…. Or have I got a wrong perception?

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