All Saints Church Briarcliff Manor: The Old Parish House.

All Saints is quite close to my house. I was walking by and got talking to the sexton, Don. He told me he was going up to the Old Parish House to prepare it and the rectory for a new rector whose arrival was imminent. I told him I’d never seen the inside, and he invited me to go with him.

Around 1904 a small fieldstone parish house was built on a rocky rise behind the rectory. Designed in the Arts and Crafts style and completed in 1904, it was constructed almost entirely by parish women, an almost unheard-of thing at the time (see picture). The hall has walls of undressed fieldstone, a split entrance door in the Dutch manner and a fieldstone fireplace.
Thanks Don.







Taken with an Apple iPhone SE II

Crossing the road

I was walking from my house along Main Street, Ossining, NY down to the Hudson where I would have my usual Sunday lunch by the river. I was a bit early, and the restaurant would not be open for a while, so I decided to sit and watch the world go by. I found somewhere to sit that was somewhat higher than usual. I thought it might give me something different from my usual eye level (sometimes low to the ground) perspective.

At a certain point a woman drove across this crossing on a…well, I don’t exactly what to call the things she was riding on – maybe some kind of scooter. I thought it might make a nice picture. I liked the diagonal line of the crossing, and the man on the other side of the road.

Taken with a Sony RX100 MVII.

Lost cat

My cat is a creature of habit. When I wake up, she jumps onto the bed (if she’s not already on the bed) and wails for her treats, which I dutifully give to her. Then, when I go down to make my coffee, she follows me and demands her food.

This morning was different. When I woke there was no cat. I rattled the container for her treats. That usually brings her out, but not this time. She’s not a young cat and as I searched the house, I feared that maybe she had passed away during the night. However, the house was devoid of cat corpses. I looked everywhere…nothing, until I noticed that on the lower level of my house a door was open. That’s where her cat litter is. I’d opened the door and closed the screen door to get some of the smell out. My house cleaner was coming that day and I didn’t want to subject her to the smell of the cat litter.

What I think had happened was that, for some reason, the cleaner had opened the screen and forgotten to close it. The cat had probably gone out through there. She’s a house cat and until very recently had shown no interest in going out. However, just lately she has taken to going out onto the deck outside my bedroom. Maybe this had given a taste of the outdoors, and she now wanted to explore further.

This calmed me down a lot. I’ve had outdoor cats before (one of which would disappear for days at a time) and discovered that eventually the come home, usually when they’re hungry! I figured that unless a bald eagle or a coyote (we have both in my neighborhood) got her she’d be fine.

Sure enough a few hours later I happened to open the front door and there she was sitting nonchalantly outside as if nothing unusual had happened. Typical cat behavior!

So, all’s well that ends well.

Taken with a Sony A7IV and Rokinon/Samyang AF 75mm f1.8 FE

A metal sculpture

A view of Main Street, Ossining through a metal sculpture. A plaque on the sculpture reads:

“Let’s Roll” by James Havens. Installed as a part of the “Ossining in 3d” Sculpture Exhibition and purchased through the generous crowd funding donations of residents and friends in honor of the Village of Ossining Bicentennial 2013 celebration.

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Taken with a Sony RX100 VII