Random Sixth Boro

All these fotos I took yesterday afternoon.  Of all the fotos that were taken in greater New York yesterday, these represent probably one billionth of the total.  Besdies the fotos I took on my camera, I took about 10 others, on four other folks’ cameras.  This is New York in springtime;  these people were from four countries:  India, Switzerland, Canada, and the US.  Although the fotos–the ones of tourists as well as the ones below– are quite random, a predictable unity exists.  Can you guess the tug below?

My eyes often “misread.”  From a distance I perceived the name of the yellow tanker to be Atlantic Mule.  I liked that connection with basic transportation.  Shortly after I recognized the name as Atlantic Muse, an appropriately-named Atlantic Concert happened past.  Music was conjured up in my head and feet.

The tug above out-of-focus beyond the apple blossoms was Davis Sea, here being overtaken by Atlantic Concert.  A mere three months–less than 100 days!!– ago, I did this post and video of Davis Sea struggling with ice a hundred miles upriver.

As I composed a shot of tanker Apollon, a pigeon intruded.

This egret was not an intrusion.

A century ago–maybe two centuries ago–there was a stone trade.  Then rock was transported in old schooners, slow and expendable;  now it’s done in dinged up scows and a variety of tugs.  Specialist II looks long and lean here.  She was last in the blog foto’d out of the water.

So on a Monday morning like this, I’ll say something true about feeling lucky to live in New York and know the people I do.   Have a fabulous week;  may it go so fast we don’t fall into the potholes.

All fotos taken Sunday, April 11 by Will Van Dorp.