A pile of discarded childrens clothes on the bridge. They've been there for weeks. There is a story behind that pile that has not yet been told. Did something happen to the person carrying theme home from the laundry matt? Did they never make it? Did they get to lazy to make it to the salvation army? How did they get there?
No dumping at the dump. Figures.
Green water beneath the boardwalk. Today they we re selling lobsters from the water below. $7.99 for any lobster. Any size. Delicious.
The walking path of the bridge.I have been meaning to photograph some of the sights I see each day on my bike to school from my house in Fair Haven. Now that finals are done, I finally brought my camera as I walked to school.
The juxtaposition of wealth and poverty in New Haven is it's most interesting feature - in my humble opinion. It's also what makes living here hard. There is no way to forget the stark fact that in this world - there are 'haves' and 'have-nots'. The recent earth quake and cyclone remind us that we 'haves' can soon have not as well. Those labels are not with us for a life time - and can shift and change with the economy, our emotions, and what life serves up on a plate.
New Haven serves up some interesting city scapes at least - here is a fraction of what I pass each morning near the bridge into New Haven.
On my ride this morning I wanted to bottle up the pungent smells that accompany the photos above - rotting fish, a dusty texture from recent construction, and a sweet toxic odor from the scrap metal yard.
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