home church 2

home church 2

The second image of the church building of my childhood. The structure is in the shape of an “L”,  with the altar right at the lower left corner where the horizontal and vertical lines of an “L” meet. This is taken looking towards the alter from the end of the horizontal part of the “L.” In know that the church is not a building – it is people following as disciples – still, this was very sad for me to see.

home church 1

home church 1

Moving away from the shore and back to my home town for a series  –  if 4 is a series  –  of images of the church I grew up in. This is the old St. Raphael’s Church in East Meadow, NY. The parish has built a beautiful, modern sanctuary and this is all that remains of the St. Raphael’s of my childhood. The structure is in the shape of an “L”,  with the altar right at the lower left corner where the horizontal and vertical lines of an “L” meet. This is taken from the alter looking at the longest part of the sanctuary.

if i could fly

i believe i can fly 2

if i could fly

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snow sea horses

Another image from my February trip back home to NY. Now that the mild weather has finally reached the Midwest it’s hard to believe that just a few week ago this was reality. I do, however, love the shore during the Fall and Winter. Feel free to suggest a title. Thanks for stopping by.

i believe i can fly

i believe i can fly

 

beneath the winter sun

beneath the winter sun

The title sounds like the beginning of a nice poem, or a novel about a photographer’s adventures on the shores of a long island… but, for now, it will serve as a title. Taken on my recent trip to Jones Beach. Thanks for stopping by.

under the snowboardwalk

 

 

snowboardwalk

(Under the snowboardwalk) we’ll be havin’ some fun
(Under the snowboardwalk) people walking above
(Under the snowboardwalk) we’ll be falling in love
Under the snowboardwalk, snowboardwalk!

(The Drifters, with a little editing from yours truly)

sky and sea

sky and sea

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snow shore

snow shore

I know, back to the shore! Sorry… it is home, memories, peace, serenity and sentimental nostalgia. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Thanks for stopping by.

quiet winter shore

quiet winter shore

a quiet winter shore