Saturday, July 05, 2008
The Lower Manhattan Skyline at night
Last night, Carrie had a small gathering at her apartment on the Lower East Side. Apparently, some are now calling the area LoHo, as it is lower on the island than SoHo. I think they are showing a distinct lack of imagination. Pity they couldn’t have called one of the two areas BLo Ho!
We watched the South Street Seaport fireworks from her balcony. As they began, a pigeon changed direction in front of us and headed straight into them. Such a pity I didn’t have my camera at the ready, as it could have been a spectacular picture. The camera was sitting on the kitchen table and I didn’t want to get up and miss anything, feeling quite sure that if I did move, the fireworks would end. When one of the others made a comment about the camera, I finally ran to get it, and as I sat down, the last of the fireworks died down. It was a comic moment.
I took a picture of the Business District with the veil of smoke hovering over it, and another about half an hour later. That smoke actually would have made for another spectacular picture as, towards the end, a bright red flare was partially obscured behind it, lighting the sky to the left and merely making the smoke glow, to the right. The third picture is of the Manhattan Bridge in the near distance (is that an oxymoron?). I could see the East River between buildings, but the dark water doesn’t show in the picture. I believe that what looks like a Full Moon is actually a drop of rain on the camera lens. But I think it looks cool!
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We watched the South Street Seaport fireworks from her balcony. As they began, a pigeon changed direction in front of us and headed straight into them. Such a pity I didn’t have my camera at the ready, as it could have been a spectacular picture. The camera was sitting on the kitchen table and I didn’t want to get up and miss anything, feeling quite sure that if I did move, the fireworks would end. When one of the others made a comment about the camera, I finally ran to get it, and as I sat down, the last of the fireworks died down. It was a comic moment.
I took a picture of the Business District with the veil of smoke hovering over it, and another about half an hour later. That smoke actually would have made for another spectacular picture as, towards the end, a bright red flare was partially obscured behind it, lighting the sky to the left and merely making the smoke glow, to the right. The third picture is of the Manhattan Bridge in the near distance (is that an oxymoron?). I could see the East River between buildings, but the dark water doesn’t show in the picture. I believe that what looks like a Full Moon is actually a drop of rain on the camera lens. But I think it looks cool!
