The promenade at the edge of Brooklyn Heights looks down and out over the last piece of the East River that isn't a river, and over New York Harbour. This is big sky country.
This was the afternoon before the night of the storm that ripped over 100 old trees out of a corner of Central Park.
Specks in the sky are passenger jets and helicopters trafficing over New York.
4 comments:
What stunning photographs! I love clouds, and big skies and the monumentality of your pictures makes me feel I know my place again as a speck in the universe, and that feels just fine. :) Thanks for sharing them with us.
wow!
from insects to frog chickens to clouds, yours is a world of beauty everyday
What a Biblical sky - did I just see an elderly prophet and a chariot up there?
Absolutely breathtaking...
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