The corner of Allen and Elmwood on a very cold night. I was on my way home from the community center after a steam and swim. The air on my face was cold–really cold–and my fingers were freezing (I really need to get better gloves). I was feeling slightly stressed because of the self-inflicted nonsense that is often happening in my head. And I looked up and saw that full moon directly above. How could I not snap its picture. Anyhow, I thought I’d share.
On the bike…A gym bag containing wet clothes. A large plastic box containing groceries, sundries, and red wine. Sixteen 2x4s.
The view…From Elmwood Avenue looking towards Buffalo’s West Side at sunset.
I had stopped out for a few drinks with a friend after work this evening. And afterwards was hesitant to run some intended errands, not only because of the beer consumption but mostly because of being ill prepared in dress for the chilly weather. Anyhow, I am really glad I did (as I usually am once I get on the bike). It felt so good to be in the brisk air in the evening. And I really needed to clear my head (about a few things not just from the beer). Anyhow, these are both images of Hoyt lake in Delaware park. It was so peaceful sitting there in the evening snapping these pics. Click either for a slightly larger view.
Pinkish-orange sky. This was the view in front of me as I rode home this evening. Lovely autumn weather. Beautiful.
Though it’s not officially autumn yet it certainly feels like it today. It felt good. It was also the first day since last spring that I wore a light jacket. Many of you know–either by being a local or from reading this blog previously–that the Allentown that I mention in the the title of this post does not refer to the city of Allentown, Pennsylvania but rather to the neighborhood by the same name in the city in which I live, Buffalo, NY. Allentown, is small without doubt, something like 10 city blocks, but it’s culture is international. It is a village within a city, really. And it is both commercial and residential. The main thoroughfares–Allen Street and Elmwood Avenue, which intersect–are mostly (but not entirely) commercial, while most of the streets leading off of or intertwine to are mostly residential. It is a nice mix and I feel blessed to call this my home. I went out to purchase a bottle of wine this evening (which I am currently enjoying), and I brought along a camera and tripod (big surprise). And in the two city blocks walk to the liquor store (which is pictured here), I passed the following sights. A young woman playing a piano (when I asked her why she was playing her piano outside she stated simply that she liked to make beautiful music…and it was), multiple bars and restaurants (some of which are known for hosting international musicians, and some that…umm, well, let’s just say have reputations of their own, click here and here). I also passed a poetry reading and a mural dedicated to the late Spain Rodriguez (among other street art). As I took photos a few people came up to talk to me (this happens often), and one of the people was a guy about my age or maybe a little older who seemed a bit tipsy. He was an artist, he said, and had work hanging in galleries in Buffalo, New York City, and Rome. But still, he added, he liked to call this neighborhood home. I don’t know if he was telling the truth or stretching it. But what I do know is that all of this is within a 3 minute walk from my front door. And this is what I thought about on my brief walk home while the first chilly air of the season brushed across my face.
I’m not sure what area of the world you are reading this but in Western New York it has been hot and humid this past week. In a word…balmy. I actually have the weekend off of work but have been doing some rehab on my house and spent the better part of the day yesterday and today squatting on rafters next to an uninsulated roof. It was, to say the least, very sauna-like temperatures (only a lot dirtier). Anyhow, this evening it cooled a bit and I felt I needed to get out and get some air. So I went for a short walk around my neighborhood, snapped a few photos, and then stopped for a couple beers in an air conditioned bar. I used a long shutter speed for these photos and it enhanced the red-orange hue of the night-time lighting, which I thought captured the balminess well. Click any photo for a slightly larger view.
If you’ve been to this blog before then you know a few things about me. One is that I live in Buffalo, New York, and another is that I reside in Allentown, which feels–to me–like a village within the city. You also likely know that I really enjoy my neighborhood. Often eclectic, somewhat grimy at times, always interesting, some have compared it to Buffalo’s version of Greenwich Village (ok, a really small version of it). At any rate, I left work this evening after facing a stove for most of the day and found it was a beautiful evening. Not wanting to go straight home (the cool air felt so good), and having my camera with me, I snapped a few shots of my neighborhood.
One of my favorite things to do is ride around the city at night or during dusk and take photos; if I was an early bird–which I am not–I’m sure I would enjoy the dawn as well. Sometimes I really do question whether I am this guy reincarnated (but I’m getting off topic as I often do). Anyhow, tonight I did just that…rode around and took a few photos. I was inspired to do this because tonight is a full moon (wolf moon) but I couldn’t seem to get a good shot of it. Despite some of the warm colors in a few of these photos it was still cold tonight (20f/-7c), so besides my shivering hands and a shaking tripod I was unable to get a good shot at the moon. But I did get a bunch others, and here’s a few. The photo above I took earlier in the evening (around 6pm) with my trusty little point-and-shoot camera. It’s a view of Buffalo’s West Side looking west over Lake Erie at dusk. The images below I used another point-and-shoot camera–albeit a slightly better one–plus a DSLR. The first image below is our majestic City Hall. The next photo is of Prospect Park. And lastly, is a zoomed in view of Lady Liberty 23 stories up and on top of the Liberty Building. Click any image for a slightly larger view.