my day at the beach. family day, fun day, parents and children enjoying the sea and sand together. fun day all day long listening to children jumping in waves and squealing with delight the ride to shore on a wave. beauty and happiness on every face. family day.

March in Manhattan

author: jack : New York, NY

i took this shot last march in the city, i liked the tree limbs against the cement and steel and glass. i knew that spring was coming and eventually the summer wind, i love summer, now its august and the days are passing by swiftly, school will start soon, trick or treat, harvest time, pumkins, a christmas carol, christmas songs, warm chestnuts on the streets of manhattan, new years day, and old man winter, until i can wait for spring again.

Destructionconstruction

author: jack : Greenbrook, NJ

they are tearing down this house and are going to build a new house that will cost some lucky people aprox. 1.5 million to purchase. and these new expensive homes are going like wildfire.

Everything Red

author: jack : Greenbrook, NJ

i like color. this red barn really stood out, something about red barns that attract me. photogenically that is. i like roofs that slant down to the ground. a red tractor secret gardens on a farm, need to post more pictures so my name will get bigger in bold.

The Hanging Gardens, but Not of Babylon

author: jack : Greenbrook, NJ

there were so many beautiful flowers along the path, a stony, water holed, crooked path. rocks do weired things to running streams, seems i'll have to come back with my rod and do some catch and release. and lo and behold i found a place to hang whatever it was i wanted to hang up, that was left by someone who had something to hang up.

A Summer's Afternoon Stroll by a Cool Refreshing Stream Where an Elderly Gentleman Who Grew Up on the Streets of Asphalt and Cement in Brooklyn Now Takes His Grandchildren

author: jack : Greenbrook, NJ

i do a lot of flyfishing here at this stream, big trout, cooling waters, the rush, the silence of the trees and the noise of the stream, the sun trying in vain to break through the branches but can only leave spotted shadows on the ground, i reflect on my youth, the missed opportunities, the accidently great things i did, and all this while the stream kept running. i find the remants of others who have discovered my stream, they left behind a part of their lives for me to stumble upon, they just left it there as if mother nature...

From Norway, Mrs Yawron's Fireplace and Laundry Which Was Once Hidden in the Dense Forest from Long, Long Ago.

author: jack : Clifton, NJ

once upon a mystical time in a mystical place little creatures scurried to and forth, back and around again, in the deep woods of califon. mrs. yawron, a mother of twelve, lived there in her little cottage. nearby there was a spring where she washed all her chidren's clothes, which by the way she sewed all by herself. her husband of twelve years, heckelberry which was the shortened name of heck, was a hunter and always brought home the wild game that foraged in the woods. they raised chicken and buffalo, corn and flowers. her...

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