Bio:Some images assignment related; much of the other images are daily life as it unfolds.
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...we call them strays but I expect they feel happy together and consider me the stray. I am the intrusion that comes to feed these lovers. She repeatedly brushes affectionately against him; he pretends not to care but I suspect he’s more than fond of her. After eating he stretches and sits close with me. He says nothing, after staring into the distance for a while we look up to the bare branches and wonder where have all the birds gone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . #straycats #catsofvinegarhill #vinegarhill #brooklyn #wildfeline #urbanwilderness #brooklyn #topcat #urbanwildlife #spayneuterrelease #brooklyn #newyork #brooklyncats #tnr #navyyardcats #brooklynnavyyardcats @catladiesofvinegarhill
..,the beautiful steering wheel (and in the second image the sweet speedometer) of the modest yet celebrated British automobile, the Morris Minor. This right hand neglected import sits counting time to eternity under the Brooklyn Queens Expressway in Sunset Park, Brooklyn. . . . . . . . . . . . #brooklyn #vintagecars #beautyunderthebqe #ukpeoplescar #sweetmetal #beautifulautomobile #countingtime #sweetride #ukclassics
conversations with smiling farmers are much more fun than following the Sat.Nav. “Meelick? There’s not too many that ask me for directions to Meelick” He replied smiling. In the tiny hamlet of Meelick, on an acre of ground; a ten minute walk from the river Shannon, your ‘Quiet Man’ dream cottage awaits you...€49K, (the sheep, alas, are not included) . . . . . . . . . . . . . #countrylife #thatchcottage #irishthatchcottage #thatchcottageireland #eyrecourt #eastgalway #cabinfever #galway #comeyebacktoireland #irishlistedbuildings #irishheritagetrust
3 photographs, reminders of a life once lived...old friends hang out and age gracefully.
Irrepressibly optimistic amidst the remains of a derelict cottage, the gnomes await the return of their mistress.
“...it’s quite common” he says ”to find the wall paper unchanged since the fifties.” In the living room a stuffed wading bird layered in decades of dust awaits low tide while a garden gnome watches out forever from the kitchen window. Meanwhile in the garden a collection of now, vintage mobile homes; in various stages of a gentle return to Mother Earth. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .#bachelorfarmers #newyorkermag #irishfarminglife #tothenursinghomewego #ruralliving #farminglife #onlythecatremains
...escaping to the written word at the dacha ”Facing him lay a field of winter rye, there his own huntsman stood alone in a hollow behind a hazel bush.”
“Everyone who searches for cover in a shell crater stumbles across slippery decomposing bodies and has to proceed with smelly hands and smelly clothes.” At 11am French time, the 11th day of the 11th month, 100 years ago marks the cessation of hostilities on the Western Front of World War 1. An armistice was signed in the forest of Compiégne marking the end to the struggle. The Western front seems an unlikely backdrop to place an Irish priest in a story but amongst the New Jersey National Guardsmen was a young emigrant to the US from rural Ireland. Newly ordained and a chaplain in the the 114th Infantry Regiment, Fr. Michael was called up to active duty and shipped out to France. In late September 1918, our Irish country boy turned newly minted American priest Fr Michael, was one face amongst 600,000 American troops massed in a valley in northeastern France as part of the final major campaign of WWI, the Meuse-Argonne offensive. The US had begun sending large numbers of soldiers to Europe only months before. Most were raw recruits who had only read in the newspaper reports of the horrors of machine guns, poison gas, and other new industrialised killing machines, tanks and 50 caliber railway guns. On October 12th, the 114th infantry was to fight alongside another regiment of New Jersey National Guardsmen the 113th. Both regiments took the Bois d’Ormont, at a cost of 118 killed and 812 wounded. By this late stage of the war all sides were using mustard gas. Over the next 34 hours, the Germans bombarded Bois d’Ormont with high-explosive and mustard gas shells. The 113th withdrew while the 114th held its ground–which resulted in 706 more gas casualties in an area, permeated with persistent mustard agent, that the Germans had no intention of entering. In his battlfield citation assisting the wounded and burying the dead near Verdun, France on the 12th October just over 100 years ago, Chaplain Michael J. Corr, was cited by the Commanding General, American Expeditionary Forces, for gallantry in action and a silver star was placed upon his victory medal ribbons. The French awarded him the Croix De Guerre for his caring of fallen Allied and German soldiers.