I could not help but get out. It was the first day of Spring, and one of a string of days with unseasonable warm temperatures combined with clear skies and bright sunshine. What else to do? I had to check out the early bulb plants at Rochester, New York’s, Highland Park. Not far from my flat, it is a place of great variety of flowers plants and trees. Nature starts her displays with the early growth bulb plants followed by the magnolias and other flowering bushes and trees.
I make it a rule to never go to the Park without camera in hand. This time I was again glad that I did.
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In Maxine’s Garden
Sunday afternoon, a time to rest and relax and take it easy and just do what I wanted. Answer no phone calls. Take no visitors. Enjoy myself.
As strange as this may seem, my wish was to immerse myself in Maxine’s front yard garden. Maxine, my landlady and occupier of the first floor flat, plants flowers in the front yard in place of a lawn. It takes the entire front yard.
For the past couple of weeks, whenever I walk up to the front entrance I hear my name called. “George! George!”
I look around, no one is there. Finally I answered, “What?”
Clear as could be, the response came: “Take our pictures.”
Oh great. Now I hear flowers talk. Regardless, Sunday afternoon I was taking pictures, just as requested.
Up and down the steps. In and out of the house. Try this and that shot. Plan, shoot, view. And do it all again.
To shoot the images and to work with them in the computer took my full attention. It consumed me throughout the afternoon hours.
At last I uploaded the finished photos to my flick account. Then I relaxed. Stress load reduced. Feeling the accomplishment. All was good.
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It was raining when I arrived at Lin and Rich’s Ewing, New Jersey home. The storm intensified Friday and continued Saturday and Sunday diminishing on Monday.
Today, Tuesday, the sun shines. You can see some of my images of the storm damage on my flickr account – click here to go to these images. I must say, traveling has it surprises. Hm . . . that is what help make it so much fun.
11 Mar 2010 – Thursday morning I boarded the Amtrak Empire Service for Penn Station, NYC transferring to a NJ Transit Express for the trip to the Hamilton Station where Lin and Rich met me.
It was an easy and uneventful trip. The train was half an hour late into Albany but nearly on time into Penn Station.
The track from Albany down the Hudson is good. The train, according to my Garmin GPS [map 60CSx], with which I was tracking the trip, reached a top speed, between the two, of 112 mph.
The connection with the NJ Transit couldn’t have been better. I went up from track level to the expansive street level lobby. Purchasing a ticket on one of the many vending machines, I heard the final boarding call for an express train south on the Northeast Corridor.
It must have brought a smile to others watching me run with my suitcase and wearing my backpack. The many two level cars were full as I joined the last-minute rush to catch the train. Thankfully I found a place to comfortably – well sort of comfortably – stand.
It didn’t take longer than fifty-five minutes and soon meet up with Rich and Lin at the Hamilton station.