Youmans (pronounced like 'yeoman' with an 's' added) is the best-kept secret among contemporary American writers.--John Wilson, editor, Books and Culture.

Monday, July 04, 2011

Cooperstown 4th of July


Feathering clouds over Glimmerglass.

Joyous calligraphy of the air

July 4th celebration at Lakefront Park

Tourists with balloons...
later on in the dark there were fire balloons.

The village band

Tourists with "Indian Hunter" bronze
by John Quincy Adams Ward

A patriotic jellyfish hovering over the lake
and reflected in its waters.

Newlywed Emily Hylden with free cookies from Christ Church,
her husband Jordan looking on

Lake Otsego is dotted with lighted boats.
In the distance is Sleeping Lion Mountain.

Tizzy light.


15 comments:

  1. Wonderful - you folks down south sure know how to celebrate! Happy July 4th!

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  2. A nice setting for the 3rd!
    I can't begin to imagine how it will all look today on the 4th. LOL!

    Nice bandstand. I like that a lot.

    (So, did you manage to snarf up any of those free cookies?)

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  3. marja-leena,

    It does look jolly and festive, doesn't it? Happy Canada Day!

    Paul,

    One chocolate chip made by the seminarian, Emily. One absolutely fabulous coconut and chocolate chip cookie made by the rector.

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  4. What a lovely place you live in. Now that I am unemployed, maybe I will get over there sometime. I've got relatives in other parts of upstate NY. More likely however, you can come down to Floyd when we are there.
    I love those little red commas filling up the frame. Is that a reflection of fireworks in the water?

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  5. Robbi,

    That is just the work of an insufficient camera!

    I am quite sure you will have many unexpected adventures and travels. Perhaps you will even make it to visit your distant relatives...

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  6. The ones in NY or the ones in Paris, Holland, South Africa, Israel, etc.?

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  7. Yes.

    Maybe it's time for a world tour...

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  8. Wow, Cooperstown looks like the place to be on the 4th of July.

    It kind of reminds me of Gilmore girls. You probably didnt watch that show but it was pretty great.

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  9. It is rather old-fashioned... But we tend to have more things happening on Friday or Saturday (however the date falls) because of the ever-with-us tourists. Today the Hawkeyes were playing, but I did my demon-death-and-destruction thing on bishop's weed. Company coming soon.

    My neighbor puttered off in his model T to Springfield Center, which has the second-oldest continuous 4th of July parade in the US.

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  10. Apparently you have an excerpted-content feed, but not excerpted in the usual manner. Unaware that there were photos in the post, I thought you were posting a fee-verse poem! This is what I got in Google Reader:

    Feathering clouds over Glimmerglass.
    
    Joyous calligraphy of the air
    
    July 4th celebration at Lakefront Park
    
    Tourists with balloons...
    later on in the dark there were fire balloons.
    
    The village band
    
    Tourists with "Indian Hunter" bronze
    by John Quincy Adams Ward
    
    A patriotic jellyfish hovering over the lake
    and reflected in its waters.
    
    Newlywed


    It almost works!

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  11. Drat! I hope other people don't think I'm doing lousy poems when I post pictures!

    Of course, it makes a lot more sense that many poems...

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  12. The goodreads site had the same bad free-verse poetry lines that Dave had noted. "Oh, well. Not even Marly can write a winner every time," I thought. I was relieved to see that you were writing captions to an entertaining series of photos.

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  13. "than" many poems!

    War on Typos

    Ms. B, Ms. B, Ms. B--

    The world is full of so many mysterious people!

    That thought is dreadful. Do I have to put in "caption," I wonder. Ugh.

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  14. Well, you could always change to a full-content feed, you know. :)

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