Photo by myself, of a fire house on 13th Street and 4th Avenue in the East Village.
No matter what I do, I still tiptoe past firehouses in New York. Perhaps sometime years from now, we'll go about our lives without thinking about what happened that fateful day.
Happy weekend, everyone!
Mark's Mom and I plan on touring around Soho Saturday. Hopefully the neighborhood won't be completely packed, and I can get some nice photos.
We were planning to do some shopping, but shopping in Soho is sort of a futile effort. It's more like walking around, looking at nice, expensive things. But the area is pretty and that counts for something.
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11 comments:
I love old firehouses!!
This one's a beauty - I love the flower pot and the bench!
Hi Carolyn
I love them too. There's a certain something about them, a good vibe, despite how dangerous the job is.
Hi Spandrel
I agree. Nice touches all around!
Beautiful, lovely photos. Are you going to photograph "Manhattanhenge" today?
Nice shot Kitty, have a great weekend!
great photo, sad sentiment.
Welcome, PJ
I hadn't heard of Manhattanhenge until visiting your site. How cool?
Not sure I can get a photo of this phenomenon. Hm.
Thanks Mo!
Have a great weekend, too.
Hi Ken Mac
Thanks!
I always take a moment to really look at them, to see the guys inside. I feel like I have to acknowledge and recognize them somehow because they could all go down in one fell swoop, you know?
How funny. I walked by this very firehouse over the weekend with my younger son. The door was open and one of the guys invited my son to climb up and sit in the truck.
Hi Kizz
I'm with you. These guys risk their lives every day. It's incredible what they do. They deserve at least a look!
Hi Brian
what a treat for your son. I can only imagine his excitement.
nice shot :)
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