Taking a break....

I am taking a break... take care while I am gone.

Nostalgia somehow removes all the painful memories and leaves only 'the good old days'

Newsstand New York

'Two men look out through the same bars: One sees the mud and one the stars.'
F. Langbridge (1849 - 1923)

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Sailing yards

'Sailing yards'

The boats are quickly filling the harbor. Just two weeks ago there were 

only a few scattered fishing boats, by next weekend there will be a forest 

of masts across the horizon.

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Its sprrrrrring!

'Cherry Blossoms'

Washington DC, April 2009

-Rebecca Keast

Is Home Sweet Home!

NEW WEBSITE !

For those of you who didn't get my announcement, I launched a new photography website yesterday... Please check it out and send me some feedback. I am sure I will be making changes and revisions shortly. ;) Thanks for your support!

http://rebeccakeast.com

- Rebecca Keast

Home - Early Fall 2008

On a high tide after it rains, the harbor waters rise up to the yards edges. The land surrounding the property is about eight feet from the sea floor. During low tides, there is a set of stairs I climb to the sea floor (which is covered with 'spitting' clams and mussels - be prepared to get squirted with every step). This photo was taken standing on a large stone on the sea floor looking upwards to the yard and Yacht Club in the background.

- Rebecca Keast

When the tide rolls out...

The land surrounding my yard during low tide.

History of the Northport Yacht Club

Some History of the Independent Yacht Club of Northport....My place wasn't always apartments with a great view, it has an interesting history. In 1908, a Independent Yacht Club was formed away from the original Northport Yacht Club. With better funding, the yacht club soon constructed a gorgeous building just south of Main Street on Woodbine Ave.

(images approx dates : 1911, 1912, 1913)

The structure featured a rooftop viewing deck, four Grecian columns, a water dock and boat launch. It became a 'must visit' location for all the wealthy New York socialites and Gold Coast Residents. (In 1920 the rooftop deck had been damaged and removed, see photo below). By 1926, the yacht club had absorbed it's competition and became simply the Northport Yacht Club.

(images approx dates : 1920, 1932, 1980)

Unfortunately, the hurricane of 1944 destroyed the Grecian columns and washed away much of the exterior features. The entire building was soon after relocated some 50 feet back from the waters edge to nestle against the bluff off of Woodbine and rest of the former lawn. It was soon after sold and reallocated into flats for apartment rental. This reversed the properties position and created the fantastic bbq ready / waterfront lawn we have today.

Some of the quarks the building has today include a bit of an off balance foundation and seriously slanted floors. In fact, if you place a marble in the center of any room, you can never guess which direction it will roll in. Just some of the charm. I will post photos of the building as it looks today later on.

'The truest valor is shown with the brave in the midst, than in the beginning of danger or uncertainty.'

Woodbine Ave c.1913

This is a postcard of my street in Northport. You can see my place through the trees. I really like this one... it is the first I have found that actually has people in it, as most of the postcards were sold as memorabilia for the Yacht Club. I have a collection of over eight cards now to carry with me when I move on from this experience. It has been interesting living in a place with so many historical references. Unfortunately, the copyright information is no longer visible on the postcard. I can only make out that it was mailed locally in 1913.

Someone emailed me and told me that I post too many pictures of my yard. Clearly I do, and clearly I am in love with the view... I will try to be more diverse for the remaining time that I live on the Harbor. 

...still, it's nice to share the sunsets.

 - Rebecca

Blue Billed Duck

'Blue Billed Duck'

Crimson Sunset

'Crimson Sunset'

There was an unbelievable sunset this evening. I took a series of photos of this as quickly as possible, since it only lasted for a few minutes.

'The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.'
- Pamela Hansford Johnson

(Happy Friday the 13th)

-R. Keast

El Campo Santo & Whaley House

The following pictures are from the El Campo Santo Cemetery in San Diego.





There are tours of both El Campo and The Whaley House, however I wanted to wander a bit and explore more of Old Town San Diego, as I was pressed for time before my flight back to New York.



...after sunset I ate on the patio of a nearby Mexican restaurant and enjoyed mole enchilada, fresh guacamole, and delicious margaritas.

Colorbind

I am Colorblind

Coffee Black and Egg White
Pull me Out from Inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready

I am Taffy Stuck and Tongue Tied
Stutter Shook and Uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready
I am fine

I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded
and unfolded
and unfolding

I am Colorblind

Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready

I am fine
I am fine
I am fine

- Counting Crows

San Diego, March 2009

All the Important Things

“If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.”

San Diego Sunset

'To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feelthe breath of a mist moving over a great salt marsh, to watch the flight of shore birds that have swept up and down the surf lines of the continents for untold thousands of year, to see the running of the old eels and the young shad to the sea, is to have knowledge of things that are as nearly eternal as any earthly life can be.'