Well, We Still Have Central Park

We were in New York City to tour historic Harlem, part of my research for a Harlem Renaissance course I'm teaching soon. However, because of a misunderstanding about the meeting place, we missed the tour and ended up back in Midtown strolling around Central Park. This is not a bad way to spend an afternoon in New York, and I made the best of this photographic situation. We did ultimately take an Uptown bus tour that included Harlem, but that tour guide was more interested in telling us where to eat and where famous people live(d). We did learn about Hell's Kitchen and stopped at an inexpensive bar & grill there (Smith's) before getting on the train to go home.

It was a cold, foggy day, and in the morning the top of the Empire State Building had vanished!

Shoot! Where did the top of the ESB go?

The buskers were out in force on this Saturday, and we tipped them after photographing them, I promise.

He was playing a Bach Cello Sonata.

He was fiddlin'.

Rockefeller Plaza has the more photographed ice skating rink, but Central Park's makes quite a nice foto:

I'm always up for a bridge picture:

So we did make it onto a late afternoon bus tour of Uptown which included Harlem, but picture-taking was near impossible from behind our Plexiglass shield on the upper level. We got off the bus to inspect the Cathedral Church of St. John the Divine, the ONE place in Harlem I had visited before (!!), but this was relevant because the Aristocrat of the Harlem Renaissance, Duke Ellington, had his funeral there in 1972. (More recently, James Gandolfini's funeral was there.) So here are most of the Harlem pictures I came home with:

Part of the facade

St. John the Divine lectern

Lectern detail

From behind scratchy, cloudy Plexiglass, I attempted a Hail Mary pass of a picture as we cruised past the famous Apollo Theater:

I think that last one is fun and kind of represents the kooky chaos of this day. In the end, the organizer of the initial tour took responsibility for the mix-up and will fix the problem on his website. He's going to refund my money (Yay!) and send me a voucher for a free tour (Yay!) so that there will be a Harlem Renaissance blogpost sometime in the future (and after the course is over, Boo!).

Zoo Faces: Cape May County Zoo

I love this zoo. I remember when it was mostly farm animals and gumball machines filled with feed for a nickel.

A couple of roaring big cats were added, and a house full of reptiles, and lots of big birds, and then the African Savanna with Giraffes, Zebras, Bongos, Scimitar-Horned Oryxes, and Ankole Watusis.

These are Ankhole Watusis having dinner.

In the warmer weather the zoo is filled with colorful flowers and flowering bushes. but today, the last day of November, we're more likely to see berries and ornamental grasses.

In the cooler weather today, I found faces...

The over-the-shoulder peacock look

The I'm-pretending-to-eat-this-really-short-grass-for-your-picture look

"Whaddya want? My parents are trying to eat here."

And the Great Blue Heron asks, "Got any fish for me?"

These three snow leopards had their faces on something outside their fence...

And elsewhere in the zoo, these ducks were having a pond party. We weren't invited, so we shot some photos and politely left.

Autumn Baywalk

Gladys the Sheltie wanted me to show you what we saw on our walk this afternoon at the Delaware Bay. It was low tide, so the beach looked like this:

and we saw lots  of things washed-up on the sand.

Coral

A claw

And, of course, shells

There was a recently-deceased or napping horseshoe (I'm told not to call them crabs because they are more like spiders, actually),

and a gull looking for lunch hiding just under the sand.

Since it was super-low tide, I got some close-up shots of this jetty which is usually under the water. Who knew so many critters lived under there?!

The Cape May-Lewes Ferry made an appearance after the HOOOOOONNNNNK HONK HONK HONK warning signal.

The ferry is leaving the canal.

 Gladys had had enough by now,

...so we headed home to rest while our crepe myrtle tree is doing this because it is autumn!

Sneaking up on the Cape May Light

 
I never get tired of shooting the Cape May Light. Even when I'm supposed to be enjoying the Cape May Point State Park Nature Trails, I find myself sneaking photos of the light through the cat tails and mallow blossoms. I'm supposed to be searching the skies and branches for unusual birds to photograph so that I can later compare my photos with the pictures in my bird books. But then an unexpected view of my favorite beacon. So here are some samples from a hot and hazy August day on the Yellow Nature Trail; it seems like months ago, but it was merely a few weeks.

These are the mallows I mentioned above

I see you, lighthouse!

All Aboard for Bartram's Garden in Philadelphia

Ever been to Bartram's Garden? Neither had I until I boarded the USS Patriot last weekend, but let me back up to explain what a boat has to do with a colonial-era garden.

You probably have an expectation of what the city of Philadelphia looks like:

Philadelphia from Walnut Street at the Schuylkill River

But if I move my camera just a bit, look what the banks of the Schuylkill River look like.

Schuylkill Banks "beach" and trail

In warm weather folks are sunning themselves as if this were a beach, and other folks are jogging and biking along that trail. (We learned later that the trail will be lengthened by the Schuylkill Banks organization with a boardwalk jutting out over the river!) But anyway, right near that Schuylkill scene is the Walnut Street Dock, and this is where we went aboard the Patriot.

Walnut Street Dock

 We went under a variety of bridges (and I like bridges!),

Those aren't green eyes on the blue bridge--that is the Schuylkill Banks logo.

And after 25 minutes or so arrived at a dock by a meadow. A trail through the meadow took us to Bartram's Garden. John Bartram, botanist, bought this land in 1728 from Swedish settlers and established a thinking man's garden. He actually sold his seeds and plants. Bartram was a Quaker intellectual who ran with a pack of the country's leaders who also visited his home and garden here: George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, and Thomas Jefferson. John Bartram and his son William who took over the garden, traveled around the country gathering unusual plants to grow on their property on the Schuylkill River. They found the Franklinia alatamaha growing in Georgia and named it after their friend Benjamin Franklin. This tree is now extinct in the wild, and only survives as a cultivated tree. It is generally used as an ornamental tree, and here is what it looks like.

Franklinia alatamaha

After wandering around the garden for a bit, we were treated to a tour of Bartram's house.

Heading over to Bartram's House

 It is your typical restored colonial home, but one of the features making it unique is its stone carving. The Bartrams liked carved stone, and it was all over the place.

This window has carved stone all around it...

...and a Bartram quote above it.

Fred making the wheels go 'round

Speaking of carved stone, the property includes an orchard and used to have a working cider mill. We saw this big bumpy rock by the river with people chillaxing on it and wondered why it was labelled the cider press until I remembered a model in the orientation area (called the Green Room).

There is a circle carved into the bumpy rock which used to have wheels running around it powered by horses. Ah ha! So this is where they made the cider, a two-step process of squashing the apples and then extracting the juice.

You can kind of see the circle behind the man where the cider press wheels went.

After our tour of the Bartram house and garden, we walked through the meadow and back to the USS Patriot and cruised back to Walnut Street for a relaxing lounge at Schuylkill Banks "beach" followed by a Thai dinner. I came back from the beach a day early for this excursion, and it was definitely worth it!

The path through the meadow to the boat that would take us back to those buildings