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Showing posts with label windows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label windows. Show all posts
Monday, May 16, 2011
Monday, September 6, 2010
Reflections, Windows and a View
A window on 22nd Street with some odd reflective surface
reveals all the U-Haul truck waiting to haul someone's stuff .....somewhere......
Such elegant, tall windows on 20th Street.
Looking out of my study window, I see a worker on his way either up or down to/from the roof.
Rather nerve-wracking if you ask me.
A bakery in Chinatown on a Saturday evening.
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Labels:
Checker Cab.chelsea,
Chinatown,
reflections,
windows,
workers
Monday, March 22, 2010
Spring on 21st Street
Labels:
21st Street,
24th St. architecture,
lower manhattan,
new york,
shadow,
windows
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Squares and Windows
Brilliant crisp morning light.
More of the same.
An interior window between the bar and the dining room at The Half King on 23rd Street.
The bar is painted the most wonderful terra cotta pink.
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Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday Windows and Reflections
Peonies at Union Square. Yum.
I cannot think why I didn't buy them.
A very shiny untasteful window display at a clairvoyant's on 20th Street.
What's this with clairvoyants anyway?
Note the reflection of the psychic traffic cone....
In keeping with the clairvoyant theme, this window
Between 5th and 6th Avenues.
Almost chartreuse.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Windows
Windows, doors, gates, archways, the things inbetween
other things, exert a fascination that borders on natural
law - like watching the flow of water, the lick of flames
or even a lava-lamp for heaven's sake. Anyway, a lovely
tatty window box at an elegant window with interior shutters.
Geraniums are the very devil; they need constant attention.
So rare to see windows flung wide in the city - a breath of fresh air.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
London Details
We ate a lot of salad in London, since we had been too nervous to eat it in India.
The vegetables there were wonderful, but we only ate them cooked.
A white on white window near Great Ormond Street.
I was walking to the Persephone Bookshop on Lamb's Conduit Street
where I bought four books, even though I'm rather fierce about carrying heavy luggage.
I particularly recommend Tea with Mr.Rochester by Frances Towers.
If you don't know Persephone Books, go there now.
This doorway with primroses and black plastic bin-bag looks as if someone lives there.
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