Ride by Shooting across the [inserted correct ship terminology here] bow
A monumental Ride by Shooting
Winter, slumbering in the open air, wears on his smiling face a dream of spring. Stop dreaming, I think it’s here!
Ride by Shooting pointing away from the staggering drunks.
The Sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to dwell,
And life would be all spring.
- Emily Dickinson
Don’t turn your head 90 degrees - you’ll see the real thing.
From the GWB - Manahatta meet Jersey
River Road Radiance (Shot at the top of the big hill at the end)
Ride by Shooting - Hell Yes, my beat is correct.
And you shall know me by my name.
Ride By Shooting on Presidents Day. Don’t be alarmed, citizens!
Prospect Park snow globe.