With apologies to Johna, here are the pastries, a merman,
a merbike, but no meryak!! Guess that one will challenge us til next year.
Horns aplenty (more than in Pamplona Seattle) feted the solstice, as did
hooks on lures,
harlequins of
many genres,
spiral horned,
orchestrated horns,
harlequins with parasols,
and here . . . beyond the cowboy in blue toga, library maids and masters with a classic edition of Jules Verne . . . .
By the next day, revelry had migrated to Red Hook, where theatrical scenes of fund-raising on behalf of PortSide NewYork took place, involving officers of
someone’s flotilla bearing keys to the city. By the way, if you can make it to the Community Board 1 meeting TONIGHT by 6 pm, I’ll see you there. Important!
And someone commented . . asking what this mermaidographer looked like, click here and go to #9; thanks for these to Claudia Hehr.
Cheers. Summer is here . . . and I may tomorrow be agallivantin . . .
Meanwhile, if anyone got good pics of the librarian mermaid/mermen contingent . . . please share?
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June 21, 2011 at 1:49 pm
Rick
Will,
Love the uniform. I am not sure I understand the wrench, however.
June 21, 2011 at 1:51 pm
Vladimir Brezina
Great photos, Will! It’s clearly THE place to be on that day, not kayaking with swimmers around Manhattan… 🙂
June 21, 2011 at 2:25 pm
cookie
i just had to save that picture
June 21, 2011 at 4:49 pm
Rick
Will,
Was this the result of a misunderstanding? Weren’t you supposed to be holding a wench and not a wrench?
June 21, 2011 at 8:15 pm
tugster
now you tell me . . .!@#@!! i was told i’d have these feelings while holding said-item . . . but this said-item gave me no warm fuzzy requited feelings . . . why oh why did you tell me earlier?
June 22, 2011 at 8:34 am
Buck
Mer-art, yeah!