Wednesday, April 4, 2012

"April is a promise that May is bound to keep"

Today's title is a quote by author Hal Borland.

I took the bus to the west end of Market Street then walked to the Southeast Steuben County Library, and then back to corner where I got off bus. On this return trip, I spotted this car and waited for it to pull up to the stop sign.

Walking east on Market Street, I took this photo of what used to be Subway (which is now located on the opposite side of the street about a block west of its old location), and is now going to be Evergreen Express - Chinese food. The Evergreen Express is moving because of the new transportation center.

Standing at the corner of the bridge over the Chemung River, looking east from the south side...

This is basically the same shot as the previous one, just a wider view. Corning East High School is on the left...

East High's stadium...

Look carefully in the next photo to see three bridges. I’ve written about each at one time or another. I’m facing west, so on my left is Corning’s Southside, including Market Street. The building you see on the left is part of Corning Inc. Headquarters. I’m standing on the east side of the Brisco bridge (Cedar Street on Southside and Centerway on Northside). Just east is Centerway Bridge, for walkers only. Further east, the green structure is the Bridge Street bridge. That’s the one between me and Wegmans, the bridge I walk the most, photograph the most and write about the most.

If you look at a Google map, you won’t see the walking bridge between Brisco and Bridge. It starts to the left of Centennial Park on the Southside and goes across the river to almost meet the Brisco Bridge on the Northside.

On the Northside of Brisco Bridge, looking left at the YMCA, then the Corning Museum of Glass, and finally Corning Inc. ...

Walking west on Museum Way, back toward Bridge Street, I see Little Joe Tower across the river...

Tulips and dandelions front tall evergreens near Corning Inc. buildings...

Another gorgeous April blooming tree, this one in front of the Days Inn...

The loop around town is completed and I’m headed home from this point.


And Spring arose on the garden fair,

Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;

And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast

Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Sensitive Plant 

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