Right now, this somehow appropriately (if cryptically) sums up my absence.
And for the many who’ve asked, Billy has successfully made the transition to Brooklyn, even though we’ve never found a quite suitable frisbee place.
I was walking back from the grocery store this morning around 7am, when in passing a two family driveway, this caught my eye…
Red & Blue.
The NY Post, owned by Fox controlling
interest Rupert Murdoch.
The New York Times, owned
by the Sulzberger family.
A coincidence? Perhaps. But just in case you’re in New York and confused about which paper is conservative and which is liberal, they’ve color-coded it for you now.
Back here. Again. The train to Manhattan
Then a subway to Fulton St..
Take the elevator to the 4th floor.
A street magician. They tell me he’s very good.
He’s not just doing this for fun.
Back down the elevator.
And back down in the Fulton St. station.
The lilies are going into hiding.
The rose is past its prime.
And this thing is starting to bloom.
Tonight I needed to check up on a friend. As it turned out, it was for nothing.
They say this makes people do crazy things.
I’m finally starting to learn how to use this camera.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t me.
The international symbol for library?
Sometimes life would seem easier if there were only one way to go.
I certainly do have a lot of “road work” ahead today.
Has whatah been in Port Jeff?
They’re still at it, still paving the same part of the highway as last night, and last week.
My favorite photo of the night.
I will be back here in a few hours.
I took Billy out for frisbee. The sky was on fire.
June 18.
