Where's the pause button?

I love spring, but it comes and goes so fast. When the delicate blossoms appear, the fresh new leaves sprout, the crocuses and daffodils spring up... it makes me happy. The long winter is behind us.

If only we could fast forward through winter, and slow-mo the spring, that would be wonderful.

US Mail: Sunset Lane

Forsythia

The bright yellow forsythia bush is a welcome sign that spring is indeed with us. The trees are starting to sprout fresh green buds. And today we reached 80 degrees before an explosive storm passed, dropping buckets of rain.

Spring is here.

Shore tree

Nearly lost on the divide, a tree stands defiant.

Dwarfed by the sky, but believe me, it's a giant.

Crazy tile

Neglected

I remember years ago stopping here in the summer and buying sweet cherries. Fruit stands like this were common back then, but it seems that these small family run operations are not so common anymore. I expect it required long hours and little profit.

Old warehouse

Former giant

In the distance (and behind an obstruction) is Kodak Office, the main administrative building of Eastman Kodak. In the early 1980's Kodak was the largest employer in Rochester with about 62,000 workers. Today they are in third place with only 7,500 employees... and a shadow of their former might. The decline of silver photography, and the revenue stream that it provided, has changed the company forever.

Still, having over 7,000 employees, Kodak is not a small company. It remains an important technology innovator, but a smaller one.

Early spring

Bright mornings... longer days. These are good things.

Today I noticed that, as if by magic, the grass has gotten green. The trees are just starting to bud, and the daffodils are showing their gold.

I love spring.

Tall pines

Art I do not love

This giant sculpture stands in front of the building I work in. My earliest exposure to this piece was the day of my interview nearly 9 years ago. I disliked it then... I dislike it now.

This shot improves the work somewhat in my opinion, but take a look at the full piece in this image.

Do I have a right to judge someone else's art? I guess I do, just as others can judge mine.

And then it was gone...

I have posted about this not once, but twice. A building that was literally splitting at the seams, and ready to collapse into a pile of ruble at any moment.

But I never did see it fall.

Instead one day it was gone. It was as if it was sucked up by a flying saucer that left in its place some earth moving equipment.