
Now the profane. At the 42nd Street Library I spotted the following, which I couldn’t resist:

From my self portrait series taken hourly on February 13, 1999 the image from 8:52 PM. Taken with an Arca Swiss 8×10 view camera.
Now the profane. At the 42nd Street Library I spotted the following, which I couldn’t resist:
From my self portrait series taken hourly on February 13, 1999 the image from 8:52 PM. Taken with an Arca Swiss 8×10 view camera.
I joined my old friend John Novogrod for a hike on the the Appalachian trail.. I’m posting three images from the hike.
Earlier in the day I shot the Warren Congregational Church again.
On this day last year: Hacienda Zuleta
On this day one year ago: Rose.
On this day one year ago:In our dining room.
On this day one year ago: Boating on Lake Waramaug in our 1956 Chris Craft.
The Southbury Congregational Church was founded in 1732.
It occupied several sites until a third church was built on the present site in 1844. In 1923 the members voted to federate with the Methodist, and from 1923 until 1957 this church was known as the Federated Church of Southbury. The Federated Church served the spiritual needs of the community until the Methodist Conference requested that the federation be dissolved. In 1957 the Congregational Christian Churches and the Evangelical and Reformed Church joined to form The United Church of Christ, and in 1966 the members of this church voted to join the new denomination. At that time the name of the church became The United Church of Christ, Southbury.
Captured with my Leica M9 and a 50mm Summilux lens; three frames stitched.
On this day last year: Once again the Chrysler Building.
So what to do? I drove south the New Milford Connecticut because there’s a Radio Shack in a shopping center there. The drive took 45 minutes because of road construction (it’s usually 25 minutes). This gave me plenty of time to think about how stupid I am and to plot a route back that avoided the construction. When I arrived at the Radio Shack they didn’t have a CompactFlash card. The salesman tried to sell me a memory stick card saying it’s exactly the same (where does Radio Shack get these people?). I went to the Walmart in the same shopping center and found a single 8 meg CompactFlash card hanging at ankle level on one of those displays that retailers use for the small electronic doodads that are sold in impossible-to-open plastic packages. I bought it and painfully broke a fingernail opening the packaging; installed it in the Hasselblad; formatted it and voilà I was good to go. But irritable and out of sorts. This isn’t how I had planned on spending Saturday.
New Milford is kind of a sad place. I’ve commented on this before. It’s a commercial stretch on Route 202 consisting mainly of strip malls. One of my favorite books on life in England is Crap Towns, a listing of the 100 worst towns in England. New Milford would deserve a place in an American edition. There is a village center with large Congregational and Episcopal churches, a library, a town hall and a World War I era tank – reminders of a time when the town projected greater grandeur. I’ve taken quite a few of my daily pictures in New Milford. If you search for New Milford in the search box to the right you will find them.
I was too distracted to get back into the moment so I shot the first thing that came to hand: St. Johns Episcopal Church. The light wasn’t that interesting. The church building was built starting in 1881 sort of gothic HH Richardson – the congregation is 250 years old. Shot with my Alpa Max, a 47mm Rodenstock lens and my newly-purchased 8 meg CompactFlash card.
On this day one year ago: Snow in Central Park. A nice image.