Dreamy. And a little history.

What a difference a few days make ~ things seem more on an even keel and not so out of control which is pleasant.

Last night, because Smash didn’t air (the State of the Union Address was on), I worked on some photos I had taken at Christmastime in New York. By the way, if anyone knows where I can catch last night’s episode of Smash, please do say. I can’t find anything reliable online.

I was going for dreamy.

You can see almost all of Central Park here.

I love this blur, and I think this image is my favorite. 

I love the pink tones, too.

Feelin’ groovy.

This is The Dakota. Located at the corner of W 72nd St. and Central Park West, it’s probably one of the city’s most exclusive buildings. According to legend, The Dakota got its name because at the time that it was built (1880-1884), the Upper West Side of Manhattan was kind of like a no man’s land. It was very sparsely populated and “as remote as the Dakota territory”. It’s more probable that it was named because of its then owner, Edward Clark’s, fondness for the names of what was then the new western territories and states. I guess he just liked the name Dakota. A figure of a Dakota Indian stands guard high atop the 72nd Street entrance.

As an aside, Edward Clark was the head of the Singer Sewing Company and his apartment here boasted floors inlaid with sterling silver.

An historic photo taken in the late 1800’s on the frozen lake, showing The Dakota in the background. I’m not sure what the building on the left could be. Daryl?

And here’s an aerial photo of it in the snow, taken from behind it and looking toward Central Park. The building has its own in-house power plant with boilers powerful enough to heat several nearby blocks.

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And that, my friends, concludes our lesson for today.

Until tomorrow, then?