I'm still walking and still posting photos on a regular basis — I'm just working through a big backlog of photos. See below for the latest posts. (The dates on the posts are the dates I took the photos.) The progress map at right is up to date, by the way, even though the photos aren't.
Because that's what you do in Brooklyn.
Thanks to the sign on this ice rescue ladder beside Flatbush Avenue, I now know there is a place in Brooklyn called Four Sparrow (Salt) Marsh, named for the sharp-tailed, seaside, swamp, and song sparrows that reside here.
Looking across Mill Basin (the waterway) at Mill Basin (the neighborhood)
On November 7, the default city speed limit dropped from 30 to 25 miles per hour. As indicated by the lower sign above, the city also now uses speed cameras (which predated the 30-to-25 reduction) to aid in speed limit enforcement — specifically, to catch drivers going more than 10 miles per hour over the limit. By state law, the cameras can only be used in "school speed zones" (i.e., within a quarter-mile of a school on a street that abuts the school) during school hours and other times of student activity.
According to the store's Facebook page:
John Cortese's father started the Golden Gate as a fruit and vegetable cart on the streets of Brooklyn in 1939. It has been run by John Cortese ever since, with the help of his son and daughter, as a storefront in the Marine Park section of Brooklyn.
Here's a peek inside
(Note the old telephone exchange name
in the phone number listed on the sign: ESplanade
I've gazed upon a lot of pedestrian crossing signals in my day, but it never occurred to me that, every so often, someone might have to climb up a wooden ladder with a can of paint and a brush to repaint them.
(The Flemish Renaissance Revival building in the background is an old Midwood Trust Company bank branch.)
The plaque at right reads:
BAS-RELIEF ABOVE OUR ENTRANCE
THIS PICTURESQUE BAS-RELIEF IS A TRIBUTE TO THE THOUSANDS OF MOTHERS WHO, THROUGHOUT THE HISTORY OF THIS COMMUNITY, HAVE TAUGHT THEIR CHILDREN THE HABIT OF THRIFT.
FROM DUTCH COLONIAL DAYS . . . THE DAYS OF NIEUW AMSTERDAM WINDMILLS, INDIANS, MONEY CHESTS AND SAILING VESSELS . . . TO THE PRESENT DAY WITH ITS PUBLIC SCHOOLS, SKYSCRAPERS, GIANT PLANES . . . THE WOMEN OF THIS COMMUNITY HAVE KNOWN THE VALUE OF THRIFT. FOR TO THEM A SAVINGS RESERVE MEANT GREATER FAMILY SECURITY, PROTECTION, HAPPINESS AND THE MEANS WITH WHICH TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF OPPORTUNITIES.
MONEY EARNED IN COLONIAL MARKET PLACES, CAREFULLY SAVED, FREQUENTLY PURCHASED THE LAND UPON WHICH TODAY'S SKYSCRAPERS, PARTIALLY FINANCED BY YOUR SAVINGS BANKS, HAVE BEEN BUILT. ALL THIS IS DEPICTED IN THIS BAS-RELIEF ABOVE OUR ENTRANCE.
I didn't get a great shot of this memorial the first time I saw it, so I'm replacing that photo with this one.
"THE BOSS IS NOT HERE" reads the sign on the door in English, Hebrew, and Yiddish.
The last time we passed by this spot on Queens Boulevard beside Queens Borough Hall, the somewhat controversial and sexist sculpture known as Civic Virtue was standing here, as it had been since 1941 (when it got booted from City Hall Park, where it was unveiled in 1922). The statue has since been moved to Green-Wood Cemetery and restored, while the fountain it stood upon has been left to collect fallen leaves inside a chain-link fence. There is apparently a plan in the works, however, to spruce up the old fountain with plantings and a plaque dedicating it to the women of Queens.