Downtown Philadelphia. September 20, 2011.
Camera+ for iPhone 4. Wider variety of better, easier touchups than many of these apps.
Maine State Pier, Portland, ME. September 3, 2011. Casting for mackerel since 7am, these four have caught one or two dozen bait fish by mid afternoon – the ones that followed the fishing boats back into the harbor. They sell what they can to other fishermen on the pier, take the rest home for dinner, and will do the same tomorrow.
Park Slope, Brooklyn. August 28, 2011. After two days of corkscrew tension wound up by relentless media hype and proclamations of devastation by everyone from New York 1 weathermen to the President, Irene’s failure to amount to much more than a temper tantrum gives way, in Park Slope, to a strangely annoyed relief. This tree barely scratched the car, falling over it instead of on it; I’m tempted to give the birds credit for the damaged sign, and this intersection, which floods in any twenty-minute thunderstorm, hasn’t earned a damn gangplank.
It’s clear, however, that we were spared conditions that left much of the East Coast in bad shape. Frustration is a luxury. 

