So here is a short post to both get me back into the swing of things and to re-introduce you to the previous blogging platform that I used prior to going to Squarespace… And subsequently returned to. Welcome back to WordPress.
Briefly, there are a number of different platforms that are used for creating all sorts of website content. They all use different templates, styles, and have varying degrees of customization. The program I am running now is the free version of WordPress, so I do not have a whole lot of customization options. Not even as much as Squarespace, actually. But Squarespace is quite finicky and I did not realize just how finicky it was until I tried creating posts on an iPad where it all but completely failed me. And customer service for this paid service only had “use your computer” as a solution. I would have been happy to oblige if it wasn’t for two nagging conditions: My computer and 27″ display does not fit in my shoulder bag and b) there are no power outlets at the beach.
Ok, so that’s the short version and now just to mention some housecleaning notes: I only have the blog halfway transferred from Squarespace back to WordPress. The pictures are links back to the original files on the Squarespace server, so until I get all that properly sorted, the homepage icons are jut a series of blocks, instead of photos. Once we get a rainy day, I’ll work on that just for my own peace of mind, really.
Let us begin.
The Nutley Memorial Parkway, also known as Kingsland Park and some other names, is actually a merger of a few smaller parks into one long park that runs through a couple cities and along the mana made canal that you see in the photos here. This week arrived with a thunderstorm that resulted in a few days of super-low humidity and cooler temperatures than we are used to in August.
Upon waking up, we flung open all the windows, turned off the A/C, and did our best to remain outdoors. I knew that I would be doing some more work on the patio, so beforehand, it was time to get the dogs out of the house for awhile.
But really what is nice is how perfect of a day it was! We did about a two mile walk, which took quite awhile, because they had to stop every three feet to inspect the scents since they haven’t been to this park in a few weeks. The humidity was unbearable for awhile here.
There are a lot of special trees and benches in this park with dedications affixed to them. This one stood out to me at the base of a big cherry blossom tree because Carol Weyland must have been a pretty special person for her neighbors to come together to make a dedication in her name. I am sure it was both a simple and not-so-simple task. Simple because the idea of it is easy, but then not-so-simple because coordinating how to go about it amongst different neighbors and how to actually get in touch with the right agency within the town government… these are things many will simply give up on, I think. But good on them, and great for her.
We should all be so lucky to have neighbors as great as this, and to be so great to our neighbors!
At about the middle of the park is a man made lake that supports the canal system, which from what I can tell, is a century-plus old system used for water runoff throughout not the cities. They installed this fountain a long time ago to support my efforts in taking a nice portrait of Mandy. That was nice of them.
This I thought was pretty neat- it is an old abandoned section of the Hudson rail line that went from the ports in Jersey city out to… Wherever it goes out to! Today it just makes a neat historical artifact that separates this park from the rest.
Rail lines around here were built higher than normal grade for a couple of reasons. Primarily, it has to do with the necessity to level the playing field when laying tracks. Trains have one hell of a time climbing hills and descents can become increasingly problematic as the weight of the train increases. So over the course of, let’s say fifty miles, it is necessary to have tracks within a few degrees of level. This means cutting through hills and building up through the valleys using earth or bridges. Since all these tracks around here end at the Hudson River, a couple feet over sea level becomes the point of rig in for all these systems. Fifty miles west of the Hudson is the foothills of the SAppalacian mountains, so it seems that the tracks are laid at an ever-so-slightly increasing grade from East to West.
But there is a side-benefit to residents of these railroad towns: When the tracks are above grade, say like fifteen to twenty feet over street level, trains become much quieter! That is in part due to the lack of railroad crossings (because the streets run under the tracks, as opposed to intersecting with them at crossings), and because the sound of the passing train is above our heads and more or less stays up there. So it seems. The crossings are a big part of it though: A railroad crossing is four horn blasts per train per crossing… All day and all night. Unless you live in Montclair.
So that’s it for today. Let me know what you think of the layout here, if you see any problems with whatever browser you are suing, and let me know if adding comments on here is rediculously complicated! Ideally, I want it set up where anyone can comment with no log in necessary, but that you can also subscribe to the page so that you will get an e-mail when I make a new post.
I mean… I’d like to say just check back each day at 8am for the next post…. But we all know how well that has been working ever since the deep freeze of last winter hit the defrost cycle!