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A sign of the times: nobody pays any attention to a beautiful laptop with a woman attached to it.

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A sign of the times: nobody pays any attention to a beautiful laptop with a woman attached to it.
liberty bell
Image by Ed Yourdon
This was taken in Washington Square Park.


This set of photos is based on a very simple concept: walk every block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what happens. To avoid missing anything, walk both sides of the street.

That’s all there is to it …

Of course, if you wanted to be more ambitious, you could also walk the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that’s more than I’m willing to commit to at this point, and I’ll leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, more adventurous photographers.

Oh, actually, there’s one more small detail: leave the photos alone for a month — unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I actually focus on the first of these "every-block" photos, I will have taken more than 8,000 images on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side — plus another several thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the various spots in NYC where I traditionally take photos. So I don’t expect to be emotionally attached to any of the "every-block" photos, and hope that I’ll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth looking at.

As for the criteria that I’ve used to select the small subset of every-block photos that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. First, I’ll upload any photo that I think is "great," and where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, "I have no idea when or where that photo was taken, but it’s really a terrific picture!"

A second criterion has to do with place, and the third involves time. I’m hoping that I’ll take some photos that clearly say, "This is New York!" to anyone who looks at it. Obviously, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion; but I’m hoping that I’ll find other, more unexpected examples. I hope that I’ll be able to take some shots that will make a "local" viewer say, "Well, even if that’s not recognizable to someone from another part of the country, or another part of the world, I know that that’s New York!" And there might be some photos where a "non-local" viewer might say, "I had no idea that there was anyplace in New York City that was so interesting/beautiful/ugly/spectacular."

As for the sense of time: I remember wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing various shops, stores, restaurants, and business establishments — and then casually looking at the photos about five years later, and being stunned by how much had changed. Little by little, store by store, day by day, things change … and when you’ve been around as long as I have, it’s even more amazing to go back and look at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, "Was it really like that back then? Seriously, did people really wear bell-bottom jeans?"

So, with the expectation that I’ll be looking at these every-block photos five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, too), I’m going to be doing my best to capture scenes that convey the sense that they were taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010’s (I have no idea what we’re calling this decade yet). Or maybe they’ll just say to us, "This is what it was like a dozen years after 9-11".

Movie posters are a trivial example of such a time-specific image; I’ve already taken a bunch, and I don’t know if I’ll ultimately decide that they’re worth uploading. Women’s fashion/styles are another obvious example of a time-specific phenomenon; and even though I’m definitely not a fashion expert, I suspected that I’ll be able to look at some images ten years from now and mutter to myself, "Did we really wear shirts like that? Did women really wear those weird skirts that are short in the front, and long in the back? Did everyone in New York have a tattoo?"

Another example: I’m fascinated by the interactions that people have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everyone has one, which certainly wasn’t true a decade ago; and it seems that everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their entire conscious attention riveted on this little box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that might be going on (among other things, that makes it very easy for me to photograph them without their even noticing, particularly if they’ve also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can’t help wondering whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … especially if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they’re incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.

If you have any suggestions about places that I should definitely visit to get some good photos, or if you’d like me to photograph you in your little corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com

Stay tuned as the photo-walk continues, block by block …

Liberty Bell avalanche chutes
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Image by WSDOT
Looking back towards Liberty Bell 1 from the top of Liberty Bell 2. Note the sign. Liberty Bell 1 is about half the width as last year, with not a lot of visible snow available to come down.

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The Inn at Woodstock Hill: Classic New England Atmosphere in Beautiful Northeastern Connecticut

Many vacation spots purport to offer true relaxation, but upon
closer inspection impede the promise with myriad outlet
stores, souvenir shops, heavy traffic akin to the kind you
were trying to ecsape, and trendy restaurants offering lots of
attitude and very little food.

The Inn at Woodstock Hill, in Northeastern Connecticut’s
pristine town of Woodstock, avoids these modern day tourist
trappings by just being itself. And, in turn, you can be
yourself. Beautifuly situated in the gentle rolling hills of a
town center with no traffic, gas stations and few stores, The
Inn at Woodstock Hill is like meeting that special,
once-in-a-lifetime love–once you meet this romantic
vacation destiny, you’re sure to return again and again.

Around the corner from the bustling downtown complete
with a produce stand, a church and colonial homes (the
town’s idea of a strip mall are rows of apple orchards), the
placid Inn at Woodstock Hill could convince the most
hardcore business executive to slow down, breathe in the
untouched air, and marvel at the old and wise tall trees.
First, consider the nice, warm people who make the Inn at
Woodstock Hill such a special place. They just don’t tell you
to have a nice time, but actually are part of that experience
with nice conversation and a graciousness only known in a
previous New England era. They make you feel like a part of
their lives, and that is truly rare in this one-hour, fast food,
drive-through society in which we live.

The Inn, listed on the National Register of Historic Places,
stands majestically on Plain Hill. Built in 1816, the Inn
largely consists of a Federal/Georgian style mansion with a
carriage house and two barns. Later additions were built in
the last half of the 19th century. In 1927, a caretaker’s
cottage, with three guestrooms, was built.

Everything you see here is truly beautiful, the prototype for an
elegant country inn. As you drive up the circular entrance
drive, you see the manicured gardens and know that you are
in for a special treat. Upon entering the remarkably
renovated inn, the warmth of classical archways draw you
deeper into the heart of the stately establishment, to the
reception desk. Surrounded by floral wall and window
treatments and scattered, but well-placed thriving plants
reminiscent of your grandmother’s house, you are suddenly
feeling more relaxed and begin eyeing the
comfortable-looking seating in the sitting rooms, lined by
shelves of old classics (and also a children’s literature
section) and newer releases.

The Inn at Woodstock Hill offers 22 beautiful rooms. We
recently had the honor of staying in a room with a strikingly
charming 20 foot high ceiling, antique and period
reproductions and a four poster canopy king sized bed. Big
windows provided wonderful views of the open land and
hills beautifully framing the backyard. We later realized that
modern amenities also existed such as cable television,
videos, a telephone and computer jack, but none of that
interested us much. We were strictly interested in doing
nothing, which is ultimately everything.

So comfortable was our nap that we almost forgot about our
dinner reservations downstairs at what turned out to be a
truly remarkable restaurant. We walked down the elegant
red carpeted, curved staircase (which was wrapped in tulle,
with just the right amount of ivy and floral accents to make
you feel as if you were royalty floating down to meet your
subjects) straight to a charming little dining room with
candlelight, a fireplace and old world furnishings. This was
the smaller dining room which was long on warmth,
ambience and an incredibly fine menu. We devoured some
crab cakes, as good as anything we’ve had in Maryland. The
caesar salad mixed fresh dark greens with a “just right”
dressing. After finishing some wonderfully warm
homemade bread, we then fell in love with the irresistablly
tender and tasty Long Island duckling with a brandied
lingonberry glaze. The New York sirloin steak had perhaps a
little too much pepper, but that was no problem, as the
quality of the steak rivaled the best steak houses in New
England. For dessert, we sampled a fallen chocolate cake,
which we had instantly fallen for. Not in recent memory had
we tasted such a rich, yet airy chocolate, with just the right
amount of raspberry sauce, ultimately designed to finish
within seconds because of its incredible taste.

After dinner, we walked off some of the food by experiencing
the other rooms at the Inn. The main living room has yet
more stunning period furnishings, a roaring fireplace,
classic hardwood floors and large, open windows to view
those rolling hills beyond scenic Route 169. The main
dining room is like a larger version of the smaller dining
room, but probably more reminiscent of an old world hotel
dining room. Candlelight, soft music, polished silver,
beautiful crystal and fine linen are just a few of the touches,
which complement the superb food.

Before retiring for the evening, we chatted for a while with a
manager who told us of the virtues of the Woodstock area,
also known as part of the “Quiet Corner” of Connecticut. He,
as well, as other Inn personnel are either happy transplants
or lifelong residents. It was touching to hear someone
speak from the heart on the place they have chosen to live,
instead of uttering cookie cutter promotional talk. Just like
the leisurely look of the Inn, the personnel talks in a most
relaxed and friendly tone. You never feel an aura of
pretentiousness, which could be the case at such an
elegant, historical setting.

We slept so well that night in one of the most comfortable
beds known to us. Refreshed the next morning, we walked
down that memorable staircase one more time to have a
fine continental breakfast, with fresh fruit, muffins and bread
serving as quality offerings.

We then rested a little more in our room, hesitatingly signed
out, and promised to come back soon. Traveling home on
scenic Route 169 — one of the most beautiful bucolic drives
in New England — gave us some great last memories of
this underrated region, but in our minds, we wanted to turn
around and head back to the Inn at Woodstock Hill. Just
hours after leaving the Inn, we missed it greatly, indeed like
meeting that special someone for the first time, and then
eagerly awaiting that second date. We can hardly wait for
that second date, with an eye to commit ourselves, forever,
to frequenting this classic New England inn.

The Inn at Woodstock Hill, 94 Plaine Hill Road,Woodstock,
CT 06281-2912. Phone: (860) 928-0528

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Beautiful Nuremberg, safeguarding the past

Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center: B-29 Superfortress “Enola Gay” panorama
society hill flights
Image by Chris Devers
Quoting Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum | Lockheed P-38J-10-LO Lightning :

In the P-38 Lockheed engineer Clarence "Kelly" Johnson and his team of designers created one of the most successful twin-engine fighters ever flown by any nation. From 1942 to 1945, U. S. Army Air Forces pilots flew P-38s over Europe, the Mediterranean, and the Pacific, and from the frozen Aleutian Islands to the sun-baked deserts of North Africa. Lightning pilots in the Pacific theater downed more Japanese aircraft than pilots flying any other Allied warplane.

Maj. Richard I. Bong, America’s leading fighter ace, flew this P-38J-10-LO on April 16, 1945, at Wright Field, Ohio, to evaluate an experimental method of interconnecting the movement of the throttle and propeller control levers. However, his right engine exploded in flight before he could conduct the experiment.

Transferred from the United States Air Force.

Lockheed Aircraft Company


Country of Origin:
United States of America

Overall: 390 x 1170cm, 6345kg, 1580cm (12ft 9 9/16in. x 38ft 4 5/8in., 13988.2lb., 51ft 10 1/16in.)


Physical Description:
Twin-tail boom and twin-engine fighter; tricycle landing gear.

• • • • •

Quoting Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum | Boeing B-29 Superfortress "Enola Gay":

Boeing’s B-29 Superfortress was the most sophisticated propeller-driven bomber of World War II and the first bomber to house its crew in pressurized compartments. Although designed to fight in the European theater, the B-29 found its niche on the other side of the globe. In the Pacific, B-29s delivered a variety of aerial weapons: conventional bombs, incendiary bombs, mines, and two nuclear weapons.

On August 6, 1945, this Martin-built B-29-45-MO dropped the first atomic weapon used in combat on Hiroshima, Japan. Three days later, Bockscar (on display at the U.S. Air Force Museum near Dayton, Ohio) dropped a second atomic bomb on Nagasaki, Japan. Enola Gay flew as the advance weather reconnaissance aircraft that day. A third B-29, The Great Artiste, flew as an observation aircraft on both missions.

Transferred from the United States Air Force.

Boeing Aircraft Co.
Martin Co., Omaha, Nebr.


Country of Origin:
United States of America

Overall: 900 x 3020cm, 32580kg, 4300cm (29ft 6 5/16in. x 99ft 1in., 71825.9lb., 141ft 15/16in.)

Polished overall aluminum finish

Physical Description:
Four-engine heavy bomber with semi-monoqoque fuselage and high-aspect ratio wings. Polished aluminum finish overall, standard late-World War II Army Air Forces insignia on wings and aft fuselage and serial number on vertical fin; 509th Composite Group markings painted in black; "Enola Gay" in black, block letters on lower left nose.

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Beautiful death poetry?

Question by hmmph: Beautiful death poetry?
I’m doing a summative for english and I need to analyse poems about death, Does anyone know any good poetry? this can be metaphorical death, death in human state, death in emotions, death in society, anything really. thanks for the help

Best answer:

Answer by oblivion*
you should read up on Japanese death poems. they were poems written by Zen monks, and other people in the moments right before their deaths. very interesting stuff.



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