suns along the Mohawk

. . . morning light and shadows greet sleepy Stockade eyes . .

Between the weather and some writing chores (and an obligatory nap or two), it’s been difficult the past few days for me to get out to snap any Stockade scenes.   Making do with items inside my apartment, I was nonetheless able to find flowers and fronds, sunsets and sunrises, old Victorians and quaint street views, and even orange safety cones.

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My place will never be on the Stockade Walkabout.  But, I thought I’d give you a very specialized little tour, rather than go more days without posting here at suns along the Mohawk. [as usual, you can click for larger versions of each picture, and scroll over each to obtain more information about the image.]

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Beyond the colored glass, oil and canvas kept my eyes occupied, without heading outside to view the suns and sundries to be found along the Mohawk or the streets of the Stockade:

– urban sunscape by V. Carneiro –

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– rural victorian by Bob Yealdall –

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– detail of sunset over water by Elizabeth MacFarland –

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– street scene by Miro’s last student, Cobelle –

Long before the Stockade’s Safety Orange Glow caught my fancy, a construction scene in Buffalo inspired my brother Arthur Giacalone, and resulted decades later in this “haiga” image with linked poem:

. . . poem orig. pub. Frogpond (Winter 2008, Vol. 31:1)

Yes, the real thing is better, and I promise to be out on the streets of the Stockade, and in its parks, Canon PowerShot in hand, very soon.

. . . by the way, the National Grid crew that is installing new gas line pipe on Washington Avenue has been literally camped outside (basically, right under) the window next to my desk for three days now, working at and blocking Cucumber Alley.  Here’s a view from my window:

And, here are two more shots I captured without leaving our front porch:

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– fun for Miles and Arthur –

. . . Finally (for now), and speaking of inside jobs, dinner on July 4th at the new Van Dyke Lounge with a leading lawyer weblogger (my friend “Ed Post” of Blawg Review), found me reminiscing about the wonderful tale of the Musty Money Mob, involving all that cash stashed in the basement wall of the former residence of Van Dyck founder Marvin Friedman.   The details at my weblog f/k/a will leave you both smiling and shaking your head.

p.s. I confess, I did make it over to Riverside Park as the 4th of July weekend was waning.  Here’s a sunset shot from the Esplanade, Sunday, July 5, 2009:

The sunset last night was especially lovely and unique, with shades of orange illuminating small portions of an overweening mass of clouds and shining through a bit of open sky.   I didn’t have my camera with me at the time, and successfully resisted the temptation to go back home for it.

. . orange sunset with safety cone (June 23, 2009) … 

Nonetheless, another type of orange glow was again visible yesterday down the length of Washington Avenue, and especially right out my window at the intersection with Cucumber Alley.  [click to see the actual view through my window screen]  It was the Safety Orange hue of the cones, signs and shirts brought to our block by a National Grid work crew, which was installing new gas pipe on our street.  (see the post last week, “my NiMo sunset“)

Over the past few days, I captured a few safety orange images, as they proliferated out my window and at “my” corner of Washington Ave. and Cucumber Alley. [As usual, you can click on a photo to see a larger version of the photo.]

Here are a few shots taken yesterday morning (June 30), just as the workday was beginning for the crew:

. . . Men Working Sign ready to start the day – June 30, 2009 . . .

. . the same sign gets crowded by the huge trench wheel . .

At the end of the afternoon yesterday, we had a major thunderstorm and rain event.  I arrived home just in time to see the workmen rushing to close up shop as a light rain leading the storm began to fall.

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– two views, just as an imminent thunderstorm ended the workday, from the porch of 16 Washington Ave. –

– quiet before the brunt of the storm –

. . . detail: with the windows of 21 Washington Ave. aglow reflecting the safety lights –

At 6 AM this morning (July 1), a few more cones caught my eye, as I walked down to the Washington Ave. deadend, and back, to see what ended up being an only slightly foggy Mohawk River. (Radio personalities had mentioned fog in the Capital Region quite a few times as I lay prematurely awake in bed.):

. . . safety cones at 6 AM, July 1, 2009, near a foggy Mohawk River . . .

. . . cones by 10 Washington Ave., 6 AM, July 1, 2009 .

Admittedly, I’d rather see an orange sunset, like the one in our Masthead.  But, some days you just have to take your orange glow where you find it.

update (July 2, 2009): It seems I’ve been ignoring the orange sights at the other end of Washington Ave. and from the southside of the street.  Here are a few taken this morning to make up for that oversight, plus some of my very favorite perennial examples of Stockade orange.

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. . . Nature provides a Stockade orange to enjoy every summer:

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– another kind of crew finds Stockade orange behind Washington Ave. –

– at 8 AM it was too early for these orange daylilies to be fully awake –

p.s. A year ago, I was also intrigued by Safety Orange images in the Stockade, but never finished an imagined project finding numerous interesting perspectives on the “blazing orange” color.  Since it might not happen again, I’ll take this opportunity to show you a few safety orange images from 2008 in the Stockade:

– in the bright sun, in front of the Riverside Condo, on Front Street, Sept. 2, 2008 –

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. . along with grave markers, 1st Presyterian Cemetery, Labor Day 2008 –