Day 579


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Conselyea’s Pond

July 31st, 2013



in Brookville Park

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There is no city street cleaning out here in Rosedale; this sign must have been put up by a Type A homeowner on a rigid sidewalk-sweeping regimen.

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A busy intersection

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WHAT I CANT HEAR YOU

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As we've seen, the western edge of Rosedale lies directly beneath a much-used approach to JFK Airport.

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Portal of the day

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Descent

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About a mile from touchdown at JFK

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Dead-end mint

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SS Never Sails

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is scrawled on the bow of this erstwhile boat.

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Happy trail

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in Idlewild Park Preserve. (Reminds me of Montana.)

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Hilltop spectators

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watching a match at Idlewild Cricket Field*, a well-kept facility (photo here) largely hidden away at the edge of town in the woods of Idlewild Park Preserve. Apparently it's not uncommon for international cricketers to play here; one of today's teams was from Trinidad and Tobago.

* The article linked above is the best source of information I could find about the field, but it's also highly exaggerative at times. Most notably, its claim that Idlewild is like several world-class cricket stadiums "all rolled in one" is completely absurd.

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Cricket field trash can

July 31st, 2013



Compliments of New York Duck Curry Competition

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Cricket in Queens

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It's just like watching the Mets: guys throwing balls, guys swinging bats, jets roaring overhead...

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Three conflicts that don't usually make it onto war memorials

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Ah, of course

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Just your standard one of those.

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Night falls

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on Springfield Lake.

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Today’s haul

July 31st, 2013



The streets of Rosedale and Brookville may not be paved with gold, but today they were basically paved with zinc, copper, nickel, and steel. Look at this ridiculous collection of coins I picked up off the pavement! Finding more than 10 coins on one walk is extremely rare for me, but today I collected 117. And they were scattered about, too; there wasn't just one big mother lode. Of course, the more I found, the more time I spent looking at the ground, so I probably noticed a considerably higher percentage of coins than I normally would.* But still, this is preposterous. By the end of the day, my thigh was sore (or at least annoyed) from being smacked by the 12 pounds of metal in my pocket every time I took a step.

For the record, my total take, based on today's exchange rate, was about $2.2897: 2 quarters, 4 dimes, 7 nickels, 103 pennies, and 1 Canadian penny.

(I snapped this photo two days later.)

* I also did most of my walking in the street today — asphalt is easier on the feet than concrete, and traffic in this area is light enough that it's safe to avoid the sidewalks — which means I had very little pedestrian competition in my treasure hunt, and also means I was passing right through the areas where people are most likely to drop coins when they park and get out of their cars. But even with these factors taken into consideration, 117 coins is simply obscene.