Decorating

Current state of the nest: unfeathered.

Even the dog is confused.

So I wander along Broadway pondering the pillow possibilities

 and the linens (here vintage tablecloths of obvious retro-allure.)

Here moving more delicately upmarket.

Crisp piping says summer in spades.

Out and About

Food stand on 9th Avenue.

The smiling man took my photo with the dog.

In Union Square the other day, the musician  decided

 to cover up his face which confused the boy - and me.

 

No respite from those pesky squirrels even when

 sitting down for lunch in Madison Square Park.

These workers are setting up the umbrellas at the

 intersection of Broadway,  5th Avenue and 23rd Street.

These planters and picnic tables are a wonderful improvement.

A photoshoot on the corner of Broadway.

I Can See Clearly Now

For some thoughts on the haiku festival see Tracy's thoughtful blog post here.

Lord Ganesha encourages us to dance. 

Broadway and 20th Street.

A long time ago we were told to curb our dogs.

The ghost dog still dances.

22nd Street and 8th Avenue.

Below my study window is a little garden.

One day we saw that someone had thrown the  prop-up sign from the

 clairvoyant and palm reader across the street into the bushes.

I asked R. if I should go and tell them where their sign was.

He thought that should not be necessary. They now have a new sign.

What a jumble of puffed up monsters in Stella McCartney's window!

14th Street in the Meatpacking District.

This Week's Wanderings

I never realised, until I acquired a digital camera last July, how much fun it would be wandering around taking pictures of things.
It is probably irritating for the world at large to see a middle-aged bat clicking away -but think how much worse people are yakking on cell phones.
At least this is a quiet activity.
The first picture, the only one with much color in it, is the window of Fish's Eddy on Broadway and 19th. They sell wonderfully funky china and glass.



Broadway and 17th Street.
Rather old artifacts looking like 'urban archeology..........



In the bathroom at Le Pain Quotitien on Grand Street in Soho. The reflection of the tiles in the garbage can was rather fun and black and whitely New York. I am a great expert in bathrooms round the globe and sadly, New York does not score well.



The ubiquitous surveillance camera. A fact of our modern existence. 1984 came and went but is still with us in spades.



However, sometimes when one looks up, one's eye is enchanted by lovely lights.
Here in C.P.Shades in Soho - a dress shop where they have lots of things in natural fabrics that look wrinkly and need ironing - or else you don't bother to iron, because really who cares?