Saint Patrick's Cathedral

I read about this place as I followed the beloved Peggy Noonan's writings.  The few times I've been in NYC, I've walked past this 5th Avenue landmark only to find it behind scaffolding and construction drapery.  While I assumed it was still open for business, I always figured that the last thing the people going in there to worship was the distraction of tourists to add to the carnage of construction/restoration.  But, on this recent occasion, with the scaffolding down, the front doors flung open, and the swarms of tourists poking their heads inside, I chose to poke my camera in, too, to snap a quick shot.

Taken with an iPhone 6s Plus, Saint Patricks is a place of worship and holiness to many, a lovely building to others.  Either way, I'm glad I got this shot to add to my scrapbook.

Art Therapy

Hard manual labor is a nice contrast from the day-to-day swamp crawl that working in a bureaucracy can sometimes feel like.  As the day bled into the evening, though, I got cleaned up from heavy yard work, and rested at home from my labors feeling instantly confined and claustrophobic.  I had to get out.  So I got into my car and drove downtown toward the monuments - a place I hadn't spent much time around in recent months.  I found a parking lot, and armed only with a bottle of Dr. Pepper, started walking around toward Lincoln.  I'm always drawn to columns, and the Memorial's Doric columns call to me.  I didn't intend to shoot photographs while warding off whatever it as that afflicted my psyche that evening, but while walking along the side of the Memorial, I shot this one, and captured my first image of the columns that I feel worthy to post.

Shot with an iPhone 6s plus, this didn't quite settle the scattered things in my mind, but did leave me with something I can look back to with satisfaction in the otherwise lousy night.