(Jun 2) People have taken a surprising interest in a photo I thought no one but myself would ever look at.
Also notable as the only photo I took in June.
(Aug 18) Somehow it has become August already.
They can’t decide if they like being together or not
A reminder of Junior turned up in the street in front of the house
The reactor went critical shortly after going empty
Someone’s friends pranked them
Romeo is spending time with me again
(Mar 31) The end of March. April waits in the wings.
(Jul 26) I’ve been coming to this neighborhood for 13 years. At some point a patch of land indistinguishable from an abandoned dump turned into a park. It seemed to spring into being suddenly, though it must have been going on behind the fence for quite a while.
But first… The Asshole of the Day
The Diallo Mural has been brutally vandalized, undoubtedly by the landlord
More shhamefully, the city just re-armed one of the perpetrators.
Surrounded by multiple railroads on two sides
At least the water doesn’t seem to be killing the birds
But it detracts from the park overall, which needs every inch of usable space it can get.
Looking back at the wasted space
There’s plenty of trains here though.
It’s part of the “Bronx River Greenway”
(Jul 16) Pete asked me to take a ride.
Reminds me of Gowanus. How I do miss Brooklyn.