Journey North: Beyond Manhattan’s Easter Island
On a long walk north on a gray day, Esau and I see an amazing group of stone sculptures down by the river. The sculptor carefully, skillfully, balanced rocks of all shapes and sizes to create this community of shapes:
Strange and magical.
Further along, we pass a man standing on a flat stone, moving slowly in a prayerful manner:
We see driftwood sculptures:
and a tepee, much like the mysterious park tepees of several weeks ago
At the Harlem Piers, we walk out onto the river. We look east to the Heights:
We look south along the coastline:
We look north towards Canada:
Leaving the river behind, we push north up 12th Avenue, where we find a big dog guarding a restaurant at 135th Street in the shadow of the viaduct:
We climb the huge stone steps that lead to the viaduct, and head for home.
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