In Centre County in central Pennsylvania, a pack of mules pull a New Holland hay baler. These rugged people, as well as their more orthodox Amish brethren, work every day from sun up to sun down. A glimpse into a summer workday of a hardworking people.
This building stands directly behind the Dakota. Ray Davies of the Kinks lived here for a spell.
Roving about May 19th on the Upper East Side an unexpected German woman in her German accent stopped us to say, “Go zat vay.” The universe seemed to appear before us, so it seemed wise to listen. The woman had noticed our camera and wanted to recommend the view from Peter Detmold Park on the dead end of East 51st Street, a block from where she was standing. There is a pedestrian bridge which spans FDR Drive leading to a sitting area with views of the East River, Brooklyn Bridge, Queensboro Bridge, and the newly built FDR Memorial Park. After a short history lesson from a native New Yorker named Patrick we continued our Upper East Side stroll, zig-zagging our way south & west, allowing each intersection’s right-of-way to dictate our south or westward direction. About six or seven blocks later, and after a wish of catching that German Angel’s name, there she was…as if she was waiting for us. All three of us were very pleasantly surprised to see one another again, and she was anxious to hear if we had followed her recommendation, which we had.
I took this picture of Angelina as we approached the corner of 51st and 1st Avenue in New York City on Monday, May 19th…
Little did we realize the woman in the pink jacket standing ahead on the corner would steer our day a bit east and a bit different. Giselle was a beautiful soul with a heart of gold, and we sincerely wish her well with much peace.
After an early Good Friday wakeup and complimentary continental breakfast we toured a few blocks on foot. After walking through gorgeous Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II…
…we stumbled upon the most insanely magnificent building I had ever scene. Gasping with shock and amazement, my world stopped and all I wanted to do was run to the building to throw myself at its feet while sobbing like a baby because I’m a thankful believer…but I didn’t. If you haven’t guessed it yet, it was the Duomo of Milan. Geoff does a beautiful job of trying to capture the beauty of all we see but there’s nothing like the experience of seeing that Duomo in real life.