(Oct 26) Thirteen posts.
They are endlessly doing nothing here
Perhaps the new management will turn off the OPEN sign when they are closed.
(Jul 9) Beginnings and endings.
More Trader Joe’s flowers, in the same exact spot as these.
What remains of the small businesses that thrived here? Nothing.
(Jun 16) I have been busy. Busy is neither good nor bad, just busy.
So many things nailed to this pole …. that absolutely no one cared about.
This is not at all what I expected when I decided to shoot this scene
Now this, is what I was looking for
This view will never be the same
Not because of the demolition and coming construction
But because the man whose office this was for 30 years has died.
(May 19) I finally set foot on Staten Island. For a funeral. Is there a message in that?
But first, in Port Jefferson a project that should have taken a month or two if you’re feeling generous is now well into its second year of snarling traffic for miles day and night. The entire Empire State Building, including demolition only took as long as this roadwork has so far.
On Staten Island, down the block from the funeral, there is a park.
I didn’t have time to actually find the lakes in Clove Lakes Park, but the map says they’re there.
I guess Star Of Bethlehem grows wild
A jogger complimented my tie. I think I was flirted with.
In case you forget you’re in New York City, here’s a fire hydrant, to shatter the illusion.
How do you know it’s not a good day? I’m riding a city bus and paying $6 to do it
Unfortunately, the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge is not a walkable bridge
(Oct 8) Starts and fits. Lots of negativity from friends. Yay autumn.
My grandmother grew these. I can’t remember the name of it.
The road to the dead is closed
There’s always construction going on here