if i could fly

i believe i can fly 2

if i could fly

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

skyandsea

 

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

lifeguards

lifeguards

Another post from my recent trip to New York. Spent a wonderful, wintry afternoon at Jones Beach. Could not find a lifeguard anywhere, so I went to this lifeguard station to see if any would show up. None did.

jones beach water tower 7

jones beach water tower 7

I am having a wonderful time being back home in New York (specifically, East Meadow, NY) visiting my parents and family. My mom and dad still live in the house I grew up in and I love coming “home” to love on them and enjoy them. I also love the shore, especially Jones Beach. I think this is the 7th image that I have posted of the Jones Beach water tower. The next few posts will be from my time back home with my dear parents, in my childhood house on Long Island, near my favorite place to be: the shore.

jones beach, ny

jones beach

I am in a New York state of mind these days. My elderly parents still live in the house I grew up in and I am looking forward to spending some time with them in a couple of weeks, so, I found this image taken last spring when I was with them. The seashore is my favorite place to be, and, in my humble opinion, it doesn’t get any better than the southern shores of Long Island. Can’t wait to see you mom and dad.