CategoryJim’s Daily
12/13 Update – Below are two iPhone photos of a scene on Twin Lakes – one as the cell phone camera saw it and one as my mind saw it.
“Christmas does magic, it guides your mind to make life softer, more compassionate, more loving, more peaceful, and more fun.”
12/10 – Below is a photo of TGO’s Manage and Son followed by a parade slideshow:
See a slideshow via iPhone of our community Golf Cart Christmas Parade – No Snow! http://photohappenings.com
I will show more of NYC in another day. But first:
All my life I have enjoyed being alone with the woods – Pennsylvania mountains, Canada wilderness, Texas deserts, Florida swamps, even a busy Island like Block Island, in the dead of winter, had woods to walk.
I went, not deep into the woods for days – just a few hours out and few back – maybe a few overnights where I could still sense civilization nearby.
To take my gun (I was much too young to be trusted with such an instrument by today’s standards) and head out for a Sunday afternoon walk along a Pennsylvania stream was the TV of my youth.
Yesterday I carried no gun, my instrument was my iPhone camera. So, using my iPhone photos, I will take you along on a three hour walk:
When I did my iPhone tour of the streets of NYC (Borough of Brooklyn) I found food I never heard of. I bet some is more economical than what I purchase at my local grocery store, and maybe it ships better – when cooked may taste better, it may not have annoying seed that need to be crushed or removed for preparing processed food? If I managed a company making prepared foods, I would search the Globe for foods with these qualities.- Food varieties that I never heard of.
During my NYC walk abouts, two things fascinated me: 1. Found food varieties I have not seen before, and 2. how the food is displayed (almost artistic) by some local vendors.
Today I’ll show you the first one – some unique (to me) foods:
Not sure I understood the spelling – But here is what I learned from Google: The Fuyu persimmon is an improved variety that benefits from a trifecta of qualities; it lacks a core, seeds, and tannins (tannins equate to an astringent persimmon). Fuyu persimmons have a squat and rounded beefsteak tomato like shape and are capped with an indented leaf on their stem end.
On the next posting I want to show you the food display (almost artistic way) that some local vendors use to show off their food.
Determining the origin of human language is considered the “the hardest problem in science” However it is pretty well agreed that long before 30,000, years ago folks communicated.
My last publishing spoke of our uniqueness created by how we viewed the space around us and how we pass that view along to our children and their children.
But whoa, we are also unique because of the language and expressions passed down to us, and that we pass down to our children and their children. Language is a little like space, we are not taught to be influenced by the space around us and we are not taught how to speak a language – it is just there!
We see printed language (information) and we absorb it without really reading it – but only if it is in our own unique language.
But, we can learn another language enough to communicate with others when needed. But we generally have to “study” the meaning of a message written in a learned language – we can not just absorb the message as easy as one written in our own unique language or dialect.
Just like in NYC today, our clan would have had it’s own language 50,000 years age – even the Neanderthals’. The need to communicate at clan gatherings would have motivated communications across languages. Clan gatherings were required to exchange goods (commerce). In NYC it is a must.
50,000 years ago, at the Clan’s meetings, they had to learn to negotiate in some form of common language “I offer, five cows for you daughter ????” and the Old Man had to say in reply – “You fool, nothing less the 10 cows and one goat” New words were invented and old words were merged for some common understanding.
Enjoy your uniqueness of language, accent, and dialect, but respect and enjoy the study of expressions in the language of others. In NYC it is a must. If you can, go there and spend a day and just focus on the way folks get around the language barrier.
I know about language barriers. When I moved near to NYC, with my Pennsylvania Dutch background, I did not think I had a language barrier. But, friends often tried to understand what I said. Some of my Clan’s expressions were unique to me: “The pie is all” or “Redd up your room now” or Make wet today?” or “Quit rutsching” or “Outen the lights” or “Mox nix” or “Right like” or “Dippy ecks.” I think my friends just thought “Yah, well.”
The Pennsylvania Dutch Church of the Brethren in later years, after I left the farm, wrote and distributed a large book aimed a keeping it’s core values but “Going Mainstream.” There was a discussion of the impact that their “Clan’s”use of the Pa Dutch dialect had on their non-mainstream.
“Yah, well you’ins” mark my words, txt language is the new universal language anyway – WUT?
For example, I would write:
“I love the weather today. Are you enjoying it too? In my humble opinion you should be having a nice day. I bet you are chuckling for all to hear.”
But, a person with some fluency in TXT would write:
“LWT r u enjoying it 2 IMHO u should b having a HAND. bet u r CFATH”
The space around my first years was what I thought was the typical home – with aunts and uncles and Grand Parents gather at our house for chicken, rabbit, and ham – We ate only what we raised or shot. Did not everyone?
My norm of life may not have been the same as anyone else. That is my point – we each have a norm of life that is unique – that is what makes each of us so beautifully unique – we, and thus our children, and their children see the norm of life by the space around us, by what we present to them, by where we live, by our thoughts, by what we do, by how we dress, by how we shared life with others, and by how we celebrated Thanksgiving.
So, I was thinking – when I looked at my photographs from NYC – The people who live there see different space than we see – what a difference the norms of life are to them, their children, their children’s children. – Their view of space is unique as is ours.
Hope I have shown, in a positive way, what makes us beautifully unique – so when you meet someone new – remember their growing up view of space may be quite different than yours – thus, of course, they see things a little different – be tolerant and enjoy your uniqueness.
Each time I left the apartment during my two days in NYC, I would pick a photo essay topic – a topic of subjects that I seldom find on my Drummond Island in Michigan or my TGO home in Florida. The topic this day is simply “NYC PARKING”!
Before I start with my own photos, I went to the web and entered the search phrase “The art of parallel parking”
I found: “Some drivers with years of experience still lack confidence in their ability to parallel park. A 2009 Harris Interactive online study, commissioned by Ford Motor Co., found that one-third of U.S. drivers “avoid parallel parking” — 35 percent rated their parallel parking skills as “fair” or “poor.””
Then, I found these three photos on the WEB:
Now for my observations in NYC
Being raised a country boy from a self sustaining farm, from morning to night I was out in the fields often working with a team of horses, tending cattle, making fence, caring for free ranging chickens, or harvesting hay/wheat/oats by hand. – As an adult I have flown much – often every day into many cities -, but, I think because I am a country boy, I am still totally fascinated by the views of NYC from the window of a jet plane on a clear day. I hope that you, too, enjoy each flight you take – wherever it my be.
Think I will save the next 100 or so NYC photos for a later posting – Hope you enjoy your next family visit – as we did – even if it is into the center of a city! Or maybe because it is in the center of a city.
Do I hear a Moo? – I heard a herd – so, a “Hunting we did go” -Look what we found:
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