Showing posts with label 8th Avenue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 8th Avenue. Show all posts

Friday, January 7, 2011

Snowing Again




Everyone's out and about anyway.


Not sure whether bicycling is a good idea, but lots of people do
 it and I haven't seen anyone languishing in the gutter.


Most people in New York wear black though there were quite a lot of red coats about today.


I see we are going to get some mail later: Neither snow nor rain etc etc



It's really coming down now.


Better hurry across 8th Avenue.



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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Red Day






As I was on 8th Avenue at lunch time, it suddenly came to me that it was a red day,
 which is counter-intuitive since red isn't a very spring color.


Everywhere I looked people were wearing red. By Dallas Barbecue...

.... by the subway.


Even the fire hydrant had a shiny new coat of red paint.


The lone tulip in the pachysandra was red....


as were last fall's berries reluctant to concede the new year's arrival.



Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Such Nice Stormy Skies




This blog has been sort of peaceful and pastoral lately,
so I thought I'd go urban and wild.
(Yesterday afternoon on 23rd Street.) 
I hope everyone enjoyed the Haiku Festival as much as Tracy and I did
and I hope I didn't make too many errors in the list.

It didn't rain yesterday for a wonder,
but the clouds were billowing and lowering
and there were some of those 'hand of God' shafts
of light which look so dramatic.


Where's Waldo says: Spot the Empire State Building.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Bars

I ought to call this blog Tame New York because nothing ever happens.
The bright colors of the deserted playground contrast well with the snow.

So many things in New York are behind railings and bars. There must be jobs for metal workers. I hear there has been an uptick of people going to welding school.
This playground on 9th Avenue.

And this one between 8th and 9th Avenues in the 20's.

The bus window passing the Post Office Facility on 12th Avenue.


A decorative fire escape and barred window on 25th Street.


Sunday morning. Too early to eat falafels on 8th Avenue.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Messages, Signs and Augers

The bag in the tree outside Gristedes on 8th Avenue says: 

HAVE A NICE DAY


Neville?
(No one's called that any more.)
Never?
Snow?

Anton and Kristina
Adam and Karla
Antoinette and Kristoff
Amit and ?

Family in the park on a Sunday afternoon.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Shadow Shot Sunday/Abstract and a Face

Shadows and Reflections for Hey Harriet's splendid Shadow Shot Sunday. Go here for more participants.
Shadow Shots tend to be a bit abstracty. Here the Viceroy diner on 8th Avenue and 18th Street, rather early in the morning before anyone except one waiter was there.

The red window of the same.

Huge flag as one leaves Penn Station to go to Macy's, taken on the day a black-clad swat team with machines guns out was patrolling the station. Thought of asking if I could take a photo. Decided not to...

Gray and black legs in the City Bakery. So New York uniformish. In fact, there have been some exciting red coat sightings of late.........

You can buy all sorts of things at the Green Market.......decorative cabbages.....a Cabbage Patch Kid?