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I love New York

Meanwhile, with all the appallingness going on in the world, New York continues to come through. On the serious side, there’s now free college tuition throughout the state for kids of middle-class families, and a serious look being taken in Albany at single-payer health care. And on the who’d-a-thunk-it side, there’s this. It’s the NYPD Out and Proud Mobile, parked across the street from the Stonewall Inn, where what was then called the Gay Liberation movement really took off in 1969 in response to a, yes, NYPD raid. What you can hardly see unless you look closely is that the lights in the light bar on top are rainbow-colored. What you don’t see is that I had to wait to shoot this photo until a car pulled away — it was driven by a black-dressed Hasidic Jew who stopped beside the cops, gave them a thumbs-up, and said in a heavy Yiddish accent, “You guys are beautiful!”

I love New York

Pouring in NYC this afternoon, so  I ducked into one of those specialty coffee places. I waited behind two other wet people ordering from a barista so sprightly I could only assume he’d been hitting the product. When it was my turn I asked for a cup of tea. He pirouetted, grabbed a teabag, pulled the hot water, and said, “I can tell you how tea started. I mean, if you have time.”

“It’s raining, go ahead.”

“Well, a couple of thousand years ago the emperor of China used to drink hot water three times a day and then one day he was sitting in the garden and a leaf fell into his water and when his servants tried to take it away and give him another he said no because it was fate so he’d drink it and see what happened so they all watched and they were scared but afterwards he felt so great he wanted more of those leaves in his water the next day. And that’s how tea started.”

He grinned, gave me my tea, looked past me at the wet young man behind me and said, “What can I get you?”

I love New York.

 

Mongolian graffiti

Flatbush, Brooklyn, yesterday.  No, I have no idea.

 

Sickness staycation winds down

Went out twice today, to keep appointments. After the first time, came home and wrote; after the second, toddled back to take a nap. But the sun’s out for the first time since Sunday and I feel better, though my cough sounds worse. Skipping basketball tonight but tomorrow I think I’ll launch myself back into action. Writing in the morning, a light gym workout (and some time in the steam room, for therapeutic purposes, of course), then a class I’m teaching, then one I’m taking.

Meanwhile, finished my taxes! Wrote, read, sorted through books to keep or gently move on, and as I started this post I realized this may be the first time since I began blogging that I’ve done four posts in four days. Will try to keep the surprising lessons of this staycation in mind, because think how even much more satisfying it will be if I can do it feeling well!

Since you were all so generous on the subject of my photos (thank you!) I’m going to close today with one of my personal favorites, of the west wall of the NYPL, Bryant Park, reflecting a September sunset.

Snow day

Windy, heavy snow and sleet when I was out this morning, but blizzard? Nah. Still, almost no one down by the river but me. One other photographer, two joggers, and one dogwalker: the big tattooed guy with the four little dachsunds. This is their foot/paw prints in the snow.

 

And this is the dogwalker with the dogs and the jogger. These are all 8:00 a.m. photos, by the way.

 

Water taxi dock.

 

Pier 46 pilaster.

 

Blue light with snow hat.

 

Curving pathway.

 

 

And a fake bird in a bare tree

Early this winter one of my neighbors hung a whole bunch of fake cardinals in a front-yard tree.  Yesterday it snowed, and I actually burst out laughing on the street this morning.

 

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Accordion Calendar!

Finally, the 2017 Accordion Calendar is here!

Sorry, I had technical issues, which I’m still having, hence the url to copy and not a link to click:

http://www.lulu.com/shop/sj-rozan/sj-rozan-2017-accordion-calendar/calendar/product-22988206.html

And don’t forget the New York and Assisi calendars, too.

NYC: http://www.lulu.com/shop/sj-rozan/new-york-city-2017/calendar/product-22963350.html

ASSISI: http://www.lulu.com/shop/sj-rozan/art-workshop-international-assisi-italy-2017/calendar/product-22963386.html

Proceeds to Planned Parenthood.

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The 2017 SJ Rozan Calendars are here!

For your gift-buying pleasure, including, of course, gifts for yourself.  They’re not quite all here (kind of like me) — Accordions to come, give me a few days.  But

New York City is here

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and

Assisi is here.

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And please note: Proceeds this year go to Planned Parenthood. So, buy away!

The return of the haiku

The haiku have been on hiatus (no, I couldn’t resist that line, would you have?) but now that we’re in for a long, dark time, I feel the need to write them again. So they’re back, now with photos.

Bright windless morning
Gulls cry, loud in the quiet
Sun glints on ripples

Hawk slides across moon
Circles up on rising drafts
A black speck, then gone

Patrol boat churns past
White wake rises, fades again
Glassy water shines

 

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Hunter’s Moon and the Brooklyn Bridge

Sunday, Oct. 16, the Hunter’s Moon rose over NYC. The Hunter’s Moon is the full moon after the Harvest Moon, which is the one closest to the fall equinox. The Hunter’s Moon is also called the Blood Moon, and this year it rose big and red. A bunch of us, led by the indomitable Keith Michael, wanted to see it from the Brooklyn Bridge, so we did.

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Strolling over the bridge in sunset.

 

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Just taking photos.

 

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Just taking more photos.

 

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Cables at sunset.

 

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Cables after sunset.

 

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Manhattan gets pastel at dusk…

 

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…and colorful after dark.

 

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Finally, the Hunter’s Moon.

 

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It rises through the cables of the Manhattan Bridge, in the distance.

 

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The higher it goes, the more color it loses.

 

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In the cables, it looks doubled.

 

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Then the Man in the Moon just looks confused.

 

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Finally, peering into other peoples’ windows through the reflections in their glass, we head off the bridge and home.