Category: black and white

perspective

jones beach wt2

A different perspective… it’s good to get one every now and then…

trek jones beach

Back to Jones Beach for this post. While home this summer I did something that I don’t remember doing while growing up on Long Island: I rode my bicycle along the Wantagh State Parkway to Jones Beach. You can read about the bike path here. It is full of bikers, runners, people on roller blades and walkers. I rode from East Meadow to Seaford where the path begins in Cedar Creek Park. I loved these early morning rides and enjoying a quiet, almost deserted beach. I felt like I had the boardwalk all to myself. I also was able to take more photos of the Jones Beach water tower (images coming soon). Can’t wait to do it again!

over the boardwalk

jones beach boardwalk revisited

Taken back in July when I went home to New York to be with my parents and help my dad after his 5th knee surgery…yup…that’s a long story. He is doing quite well. Life has been a bit crazy lately but I hope to get back to posting more images here. Thanks for stopping by!

new ride

scout sixty

The Indian Scout Sixty is an absolute blast to ride….uhh….thought you might want to know that. Cheers!

the stillness of morning

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…an early morning journey…

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….chasing my shadow into the west…

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…then peace…

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…in the stillness of morning…

wtc transportation hub

freedom tower and

The World Trade Center Transportation Hub seems to a bit out of place amidst the shiny, modern buildings in Lower Manhattan. It sort of looks like a gigantic stegosaurus skeleton that was unearthed during construction. Here is an image taken inside the hub.

see these shells

see shells

See the shells? I never thought that I would hate seeing sea shells. I love the shore…I love the ocean, but these shells…these shells I would rather not see. Do you see these shells? These jagged, dirty, sad, colorless shells serve as the sidewalk…the road beneath the bare feet of those beautiful children who run across these shells, which occasionally are submerged in sewage…see the shells?…these shells supporting a young boy whose silent stare and precious smile invade my heart…shattering my bent to complain about the smallest inconveniences in my comfortable smart phone filled life…see these shells? I will never again see shells without remembering to pray for the precious men, women and children of Cite Soleil in Haiti. I am eager to return to this city, these children…I don’t want to see these shells, but I will return for all those unseen children….those unseen families….

Haiti


We have had a wonderful time in Haiti! Our hearts have been broken by the poverty and darknes here, but we have also been encouraged by the many people here who are bringing light! The Hatians are beautiful and have such a warm spirit. Our team has had ministry with children and adults by sharing stories, dancing, performing skits as well as feeding children, painting a church in Port au Prince and painting a house that our church helped to build in Cite Soleil. Here are just a few images…




i am here

clouds

i am here

power


The past few images were taken at a local power plant where a friend of mine is employed. I had a great time exploring and hearing all about how the plant produces energy with great efficiency. This was an interesting photographic experience because I am drawn to landscapes and nature, so I ended up with quite a few unusable photos, but with an appreciation for the experience.