A new country. It's called Queens.
If you're from out of town, to orient you, we are looking west, across the East River(which-is-a-strait). The white circle opposite is a satellite dish at the foot of the UN.
We had a fabulous, wild ride back home on a bucking East River Ferry, with a black storm chasing us down the whole way.
It was too bumpy for good pictures but what a view. Lightning shattered the dark clouds north of us and as we arrived at the Fulton Landing below the Brooklyn Bridge the storm broke above us, whipping trees sideways and the rain around us.
New York keeps some surprises up its sleeve, and this was a good one.
I just love those hammocks and could definitely see myself lounging in one of those for hours!!
ReplyDeleteFrom the look of the other pictures, your weather seems to have broken.
Don't you just love a great storm? Something about all that energy and Mother Nature saying, in no uncertain terms, "I'm in charge!"
ReplyDeleteGood pictures, too. You can feel the wind in your face!