Birding at the East Branch
Like Thoreau, I occasionally need to escape it all and commune with the beasts of the field on the...
Like Thoreau, I occasionally need to escape it all and commune with the beasts of the field on the...
A magnificent and somewhat unique example of mortuary sculpture found at First Calvary Cemetery he...
For a few years, I lived on one of the many blocks occupied by yellow brick row houses, here in As...
I met a dog at a parade on Sunday, a dog named Spike. That's Spike in the shot above. He's Irish, ...
The other night, while hunting around the web for something new and interesting, I came across a 1...
In a prior post, the Grand Street Bridge spanning Newtown Creek between Brooklyn and Queens (some ...
My mandate in Newtown Creek Alliance is to act as historian, as well as a photographer, and the bu...
I like to consider myself fairly well informed, but often I find that I am ruinously ignorant abou...
Locked inside and insulated from the hideous weather, I've been reminiscing about the time when yo...
The whole Newtown Creek thing causes me to spend a lot of time traveling back and forth to Greenpo...