A patch of clear day between rainstorms.
A walk between 11th and 8th Avenues.
A Moto Guzzi looks wonderful.
The very name is wonderful.
A fire hydrant newly painted silver.
Not sure by whom.
Shiny new metal delights.
I'm not interested in motorbikes, fire hydrants or construction,
except sometimes they look good.
Richard Woods has had an art show for some months.
This is probably the third set of pictures I've taken of the window.
Then, when I get home, I hear a pitiful cheeping sound.
A very young American robin on a ledge outside the nail parlor.
He looks quite self possessed. I hope he's all right.
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