Central Park.
We entered the city via the Midtown Tunnel.
The day started out sunny.
Today was a holiday, but I don’t know what.
Pete told me not to take photos of his ass.
So of course I did.
As we passed through the park, Pete molested the cat.
Video of him climbing down the hill in his rollerblades would have been even more amusing.
No visit to the city is complete without encountering an alien.
When it was time to leave, there wasn’t much traffic.
We passed by the CitiGroup Building. It would have fallen down in high winds had the architect not realized this when construction was nearing completion.
By the time we got out of there, it was not so nice a day anymore.
And then we passed the other Citi building. One wasn’t enough.
(actually I think it used to be the Traveller’s Building before the buyout)
Today, a large low-pressure system blew threw town, bringing winds in excess of 50mph. As I walked to a client’s business today, small branches were falling all around.
The last of the blooming plants took a beating today just from the wind.
Tonight, as has often been the case lately, I made the round-trip uptown around 10:30pm at the very last minute.
The very last minute for what?
On the way home, one of the three trunks of a giant tree about twenty feet away from me snapped and came crashing to the ground. I felt the thud travel through the ground. I’ll see if I can’t get a picture of it in the daylight.