More Snow and then Sunshine

I'm really, really hoping these are the last snow pictures I'll bore you with this year.

Here, seen through the grubby windows of the M23 bus, are glum people trudging about as the snow falls. We had 7 inches in total.

More of the same

and then we pass the Flatiron Building.

I bought bread and salad at Eric Kayser

then missed the bus by Madison Square Park

where I spotted a cheerful red umbrella.  

In the afternoon, I spied a snow plough though the window of Tea & Sympathy

and the Joyce theater though the window of a taxi.

Lo and behold! This morning was sunny - if only 11F...

The sun was so bright window reflections appear confetti-like on opposite walls.

On the roof dead rose leaves are encased in ice.

Looking down all is crisp. I hope the sun melts some of the wretched snow and we can at last dream of spring...

Blue

Subway musicians

 with a good line of patter: "Don't be like Congress - pass a bill!" So I did.

Saturday afternoon in Soho - snowing again.

Sunday morning intersection...

I feel really sorry for the bicycle delivery men (oddly, there don't seem to be delivery women).  A cold job and a dangerous one too.

The trees are pretty with a light coating of ice.

Back indoors...

I look for blue things

and fruit

and more blue things...

Tomorrow the high temperature will be 22F

More of the Same...

Still cold - well,  it's winter.
But so cold you don't want to go out and do anything, and assume your friends don't want to do anything either...so you stay home and think of all the things you could be doing...

People tramp around being miserable...

and try to cover up every inch of skin. I want a ski mask so I can dress up as a bank robber...

Pinwheel Park is deserted.

Citrus fruit looks extra zingy

and can be photographed at home.

We went to Long Island on Monday when it rained and rained and the garden became a giant puddle but the snow and ice lingered...
Not much snow left today but only 24 degrees F at almost eleven in the morning.
However, we could be somewhere where it is minus whatever....so I'd better stop complaining!

Sky

A very bright blue sky with rather a cold wind.

59th Street Bridge

Last night a full, brilliant moon. So difficult to capture with a point and shoot camera -- but that doesn't mean I don't try

A Walk

A patch of clear day between rainstorms.

A walk between 11th and 8th Avenues.

A Moto Guzzi looks wonderful.

The very name is wonderful.

A fire hydrant newly painted silver.

Not sure by whom.

Shiny new metal delights.

I'm not interested in motorbikes, fire hydrants or construction,

except sometimes they look good.

Richard Woods has had an art show for some months.

This is probably the third set of pictures I've taken of the window.

Then, when I get home, I hear a pitiful cheeping sound.

A very young American robin on a ledge outside the nail parlor.

He looks quite self possessed. I hope he's all right.

An Old Fashioned Sort of Day

Such gadgets they give you on iphoto. Although these photos

 were taken yesterday and the day before how easy it is to give

 them that retro look. The chair outside the clairvoyant's

 shop certainly looks as if its better days are over .

23rd Street.

I really hate clowns. I don't find them funny at all.

I didn't ask this young man why he had dressed himself

up like one on a sunny Tuesday morning though he was 

quite happy to have his photo taken.

9th Avenue and 24th Street.

This dapper dude --  hat, crease in pants and  shiny vest --

makes the rest of us look pretty sloppy.

Northport on Long Island has a distinctly retro feel to it.

The Sweetshop still makes its own ice cream.

 

Vintage neon next door to the Sweetshop.

Still Cold: Getting Bored of Winter

All very picturesque and so forth but stupidly cold. At 8am this morning 19'F.

Glad I'm not out in it.

So very clear and bright.

All the English blogs are full of lovely and amazing pictures.

 I delight in looking at them.

Here the garden of the Jarvis House on Long Island.

All that wretched snow still lying around.

A chilly doorway in Huntington, Long Island.

A chilly doorway on 23rd Street.

Lunch or a Walk up the Road

On my way to lunch I am offered a little taste of croissant by chilly but cheerful girls.

The seamstress in the dry cleaners busies herself with mending. Look how many colored threads she has. The delivery man is bringing someone else lunch.

A new snack bar on 23rd Street near 5th Avenue reminds me of when I worked at Tunstall's Distinctive Gifts in LA. We had a gum ball machine and whole cardboard boxes full of gum balls in the back and I was allowed to eat as many as I wanted.

Now I prefer soothing monochrome.

(Le Pain Quotidien. 19th Street and Broadway.

The models maintain their snooty composure in the face of brown paper and markdowns.