EZ PASS was founded about 34 years ago so we could simply sail through toll booths without stopping. No more fumbling for change, or worse, finding you don’t have the cash needed for a toll.
In the beginning, being an EZ PASS user was special. You could zip through the toll booth while everyone else waited in long lines. Then, little by little, almost all the toll booths became EZ PASS. No more tossing quarters into a basket or passing money to a real person.
I don’t have an EZ PASS transponder so I’m always looking for that collector. They still exist but are becoming rare, soon to be a just a bedtime story we tell young children.…
About a year ago the acronym PPE didn’t have much meaning for most people. It sounds like a utility company.
The COVID crisis, though, made it a mainstream term.
PPE used to be reserved for hazardous environments. It is classified at four levels: A, B , C and D.
Level D is just a hard hat and boots. Level A is a totally encapsulated moon suit with an air tank. Level B is protective clothing and an air tank (like a fire fighter).
Level C PPE is an air purifying respirator and protective clothing. It is used for things like asbestos cleanup, COVID wards and demolition work. (The guy in the photo is in level C PPE.)
We’ve been living in a level C world the past year. I’m glad it’s not level A.…
Shadows offered up a little throwback to TV of the 1950s and 60s when Alfred Hitchcock, the master himself, would introduce his show. Each week his distinctive shadow would walk into the frame to the tune of the Funeral March of a Marionette.
In some ways it was the best part of the show. Take a little detour now, and slip down a YouTube rabbit hole to check out Best Openings.
Sometimes a crossing guard is more than someone guarding a crossing, keeping kids from running out into the street.
Sometimes he’s a landmark.
The crossing guard in Milford NJ told me he loves his work. Every morning and every afternoon he is at the corner by the post office doing his duty, commanding traffic both wheeled traffic and two-footed traffic.
He also cheerfully greets just about every car that zooms by with a friendly wave. He was happy to be photographed and threw me his signature salute. …
I’ve noticed that trash collectors are leery of people who emerge from the darkness and point a camera at them at 5:00 AM. Confronting a suspicious, burly hauler is probably not the best way to start my morning but how else do I get a photo? (I guess I could hide in the bushes, but he’d probably see me.)
As my trash collector prepared to load my trash into the truck he looked up and saw me standing there . I asked and he said he didn’t mind being photographed. As I clicked off a blurry, underexposed photo he offered some wisdom on acceptance and gratitude.
“I know this isn’t the best job. But…. it’s mine.”…
Some people walk around with earphones piping music into their brain. It’s a closed system, just looping around and around/.
On the other hand, there are those who walk around piping music from their brain out into the world. Some hum, some sing and some play a harmonica while at the same time pick and strum a mandolin. It’s an open system.
Playing two instruments at once while strolling is not for those of us who have trouble walking and chewing gum at the same time.
Black skies are not very common. Except at night. (They are pretty common at night. I think that’s why they call it night).
Most of the time (daytime) the skies are blue or gray with an occasional treat of red and orange during sunrise and sunset.
Black? Better head for the storm shelter because that means there’s a blow a brewing. Or more likely a squall.
Black skies and white steeples. Great combo.…
You’d think a steam roller could go anywhere. Maybe slowly, but indefatigably, relentlessly, inch by inch, mile by mile. But not with those treads. It is really a bit of a wimp when it comes to surmounting even minor obstacles.
This driver was tasked with picking up a roller and taking it to another site, but like a stubborn mule it refused to let itself be loaded. It just slipped and slided.
It looked frustrating and I offered to give it a push to get it up on the trailer. I figured a go heave-ho would do the trick. What the heck? 20 tons plus or minus. I would have done it but didn’t have my steam-roller-pushing shoes on that day. …
An abandoned self-car wash, a big puddle and a bright white fence on a clear sunny day.
I wander around often to see if I can find photos. They are always all around so it is just a matter of seeing them. Sometimes it’s the subject that’s the subject and sometimes the whole scene is the subject and the way it stimulates the viewer’s eye.…
An interesting intersection in Wind Gap. If you take Male Road you can get to Beers Way. It’s the way to the Way.
Beers Way is a dead end, though. If you pass it on your Male Road journey and decide to take a detour you will find it doesn’t go anywhere. You could linger there or even stay but that’s probably not very productive.
Just stop for a visit and maybe a burp.