Weekly Photo Challenge: Boundaries

Wild Turkeys near the FDR Boardwalk in Midland Beach, Staten Island. They never heard of boundaries.
Wild Turkeys near the FDR Boardwalk in Midland Beach, Staten Island, NY. They never heard of boundaries.  Because they are turkeys.  They come right up to people walking on the FDR wanting a handout.  Lots of people are scared of them, but they don’t bother me.  I think they’re kinda nice.
Wild Turkeys: Close up.
Wild Turkeys: Close up.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Boundaries.”

Weekly Photo Challenge: Monochromatic

This was the closest to “monochromatic” photo that I could find of mine.

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San Francisco Bay with Golden Gate Bridge.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Monochromatic.”

Influx of Women and Children at the USA’s Southern Border with Mexico

The following expresses my opinion on this matter:

Psalm 82:3-5

Defend the poor and fatherless; do justice to the afflicted and needy.

Deliver the poor and needy; free them from the hand of the wicked.

They do not know, nor do they understand.  They walk about in darkness; all the foundations of the earth are unstable.

(this doesn’t mean only if they are United States citizens, as the Republicans seems to think.)

Hebrews 3:1-3

Let brotherly love continue.  Do not be negligent in showing hospitality, for in doing so some entertained angels without knowing it.  Keep in mind those who are in prison as if you are in prison with them, and the ill-treated as though you are suffering physically yourselves.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside

For this Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside, I thought I would show some photos of inside subway stations [Paris, London and New York] where I found myself one time or another.  [header photo:  Bleecker Street Station in Greenwich Village, NYC]

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Saint Sulpice Subway Station [called the Metro] , Paris, Early New Year’s Morning 1983. The early morning revelers are waiving to my camera.
Nottingham subway station, London.
Nottingham subway station, London. [called the Underground]  I took photos for about an hour, inside the station, until I saw a sign that said “No photography allowed.”

Astor Place Subway Station, New York City, 2013.
Train arriving at the Astor Place Subway Station, New York City, 2013.  After 9/11 no photography was allowed in NYC subway stations, but now they have kinda eased up about it.

Day 4 After Sandy in Staten Island

I lived in a bungalow in Midland Beach, Staten Island for 15 years. [see my post –“An Afternoon at Midland Beach, Staten Island, USA ] therefore, I was anxious to go look at it and see if my old house were still there. I got there by walking down New Dorp Lane to New Dorp Beach, then walking on the beach to Midland Beach, which is the next beach down from New Dorp. I walked along the beach which was entirely empty of people, except at first I saw one man with a camera like me, but he left. I saw a dead dog on the beach, but I didn’t take a Picture of it. It was awful. The air was clear and the sky was the most beautiful I had ever seen it.

Walking down New Dorp Lane to New Dorp Beach.

I walked along the beach from New Dorp to Midland Beach without seeing another person. Then I walked up Midland Avenue to Kiswick St, where I used to live, and looked at my old house. It didn’t look injured from the outside, which surprised me because it was very inured and fragile when I was living in it, which was one reason I moved. I then continued walking up Midland Avenue to Hylan Blvd. where on the corner they have a MacDonalds. I was exhausted by this time. I had been walking for over two hours, and my back was starting to hurt. I had breakfast at MacDonald before continuing on my journey to end up at home again.

This is New Dorp Beach. Man at far right was another photographer. You can see all the debris on the beach. It doesn’t normally look like that.  There was a dead dog, who looked as though he died in agony, but I photographed the scene above it.  The land in the far distance is New Jersey.
This is where New Dorp Beach fades into Midland Beach, looking towards Brooklyn. You can see the Verrazano Narrows Bridge in the far distance on the left.  At the end of the land in the distance on the right is Coney Island in Brooklyn.  Strangely, there were no seagulls on the beach, but I saw one dead one.
Walking along the beach I came across some one’s front porch sitting on the beach near the water. It has the address of 15 on it. There was also a chair on the porch sitting entirely upright.  Maybe someone had been sitting it and looking at the magnificent view.
In Staten Island there is a tremendous gasoline shortage going on. These are just a portion of the people lined up with their containers to get a few gallons of gas at the station on Hylan Blvd. and New Dorp Lane. There was also a line of cars at least a mile long to get gas.