I’m not sure when, exactly, I began to check the weather where my children live. When they were in college I would read their school paper online. Who among us does not? And for a while after graduation my daughter lived in New Jersey, so the Daily Princetonian still covered them both.
I guess it happened when my son moved to Brooklyn? I became a fan of the Wunderground webcams. In the process, I discovered a gallery found art. I remember my father showing me found poems, when I was little. These may be the image-intensive 2014 equivalent
Here are photos from January and February of this year. The lights at Adams Street first caught my eye. A sort of Christmas tree.
This webcam’s called Murray Hill. Ahem, that’s the Empire State Building. So Manhattan to be all, enh, world famous landmark, big deal.
More lights, here on the Williamsburg Bridge.
Eventually, I got a little obsessed by street corners. Some empty, some bustling.
These black and white images remind me of imaginary 1930’s Manhattan. What, you don’t have an entire madeup world shadowing the real?
I can tell that the weather started to feel pretty bleak in February. Even the streetlight looks cold.
Icicles on the camera.
Then it rained. And blurred.
Shine on the city streets. Jellied asphalt.
More rain, more blur.
Even on Adams.
And the cameras.
Then it snowed. Again. Yikes.
Meanwhile, my daughter has been in Southern California. Where most of the webcams focus on enormous freeways, and traffic, but one or two give us a glimpse of the sky.
All that coastal sun. Good thing New York looks like this today or I’d start to feel bad for my son. All is beautiful, even on Adams at Tillary.
Spring will wash the lens clean soon enough. Have a wonderful weekend everybody, where ever you are.