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.
I needed to deposit a check, so I took a walk along the creek.
June 1.
Underwater plants in the creek.
A trick of the light and water.
The reeds.
A blossom.
I’ll bet you’d never guess there’s an electric transformer under that fake rock.
No, of course not.
The poppy.
Some purple flowers.
Some yellow flowers.
Spring has finally sprung, and the clocks have been returned to the sanity of DST.
For Louis, I present…
It is autumn, and the dogs must now take care not to lose their Kongs in the leaves.
For their part, the leaves have begun to change color and fall in earnest.
Although the Yucca still blooms,
And the chrysanthemum now come into their own,
Soon the trees will be barren.
PS: Many thanks to Daniel for help with the on-the-fly thumbnailer toys.