Sky

A very bright blue sky with rather a cold wind.

59th Street Bridge

Last night a full, brilliant moon. So difficult to capture with a point and shoot camera -- but that doesn't mean I don't try

A Walk

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.

An Old Fashioned Sort of Day

Such gadgets they give you on iphoto. Although these photos

 were taken yesterday and the day before how easy it is to give

 them that retro look. The chair outside the clairvoyant's

 shop certainly looks as if its better days are over .

23rd Street.

I really hate clowns. I don't find them funny at all.

I didn't ask this young man why he had dressed himself

up like one on a sunny Tuesday morning though he was 

quite happy to have his photo taken.

9th Avenue and 24th Street.

This dapper dude --  hat, crease in pants and  shiny vest --

makes the rest of us look pretty sloppy.

Northport on Long Island has a distinctly retro feel to it.

The Sweetshop still makes its own ice cream.

 

Vintage neon next door to the Sweetshop.

Still Cold: Getting Bored of Winter

All very picturesque and so forth but stupidly cold. At 8am this morning 19'F.

Glad I'm not out in it.

So very clear and bright.

All the English blogs are full of lovely and amazing pictures.

 I delight in looking at them.

Here the garden of the Jarvis House on Long Island.

All that wretched snow still lying around.

A chilly doorway in Huntington, Long Island.

A chilly doorway on 23rd Street.

Lunch or a Walk up the Road

On my way to lunch I am offered a little taste of croissant by chilly but cheerful girls.

The seamstress in the dry cleaners busies herself with mending. Look how many colored threads she has. The delivery man is bringing someone else lunch.

A new snack bar on 23rd Street near 5th Avenue reminds me of when I worked at Tunstall's Distinctive Gifts in LA. We had a gum ball machine and whole cardboard boxes full of gum balls in the back and I was allowed to eat as many as I wanted.

Now I prefer soothing monochrome.

(Le Pain Quotidien. 19th Street and Broadway.

The models maintain their snooty composure in the face of brown paper and markdowns.

Leftovers

Yesterday was the coldest day for four years. The air was crystalline and lovely.

I did not leave the house. 

Herewith a round up of stuff that has been lurking.

Above a place where you can assuage your desire for cash, hot dogs and coffee 24/7.

Monday's  early morning sun careening  down 23rd Street.

Bartenders from last Sunday.

Such shiny surfaces and jolly reflections.

One can  understand the romance of the bottle.

As regards taking pictures of people. I generally ask people if I can take their photo or wave at them and grin. It's all very tricky.

I almost never take photos of children.

Sports Bar and Wolf Moon

6:30 am and the Wolf Moon - purists will correct me if I'm wrong - hovers in outsize fashion over 23rd Street.

Jake's Sports Saloon where they were showing the Giants games yesterday.

The Giants lost.

Sunset and Blogging

Looking out of the window provides hours of harmless entertainment.

On Sunday evening we had an unusually spectacular sunset.

My new camera picks up bright colors, unlike the last one where I had to crank up the colors every time. 

Tangobaby has a nice sunset today.

Willow of Willow Manor mentioned Tangobaby.

You see how we run in circles and cross-pollinate.

This is looking west down 23rd Street. The two alien spaceships, lower left, are the (one) light over the dining table.

This picture was taken between the other two looking slightly northwest, and the sinking sun is reflected in the windows of the buildings.

Rounded Shapes, Alas, and Evening Sights

A week of afternoon excursions. Here the waitress at Tea and Sympathy on Greenwich Avenue.

Sarah Laurence and I order tea and scones with cream. Yum.

We talk about books. 

Go to her site to see details of the Blogger Book Boost which seems a splendid idea.

All those long dark evenings to be filled with vicarious adventures.........

Here a chair in Tea and Sympathy -- a symphony in brown and sort of round. 

Here another symphony in brown. The pumpkin pie at City Bakery on 18th Street. More round shapes. I have a shot of hot chocolate -- the server thinks a whole cup would be too much. 

Even I have to agree.

To atone for my disgusting greed, I walk home both evenings.

The advantage of rain is that it reflects things.

Here 23rd Street opposite the Chelsea Hotel.

It might be quicker to bike.

Or hitch a ride on a truck on 8th Avenue.