A Halloween Bee

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Astounding Moon and Canine Reflections

Went up to the roof to take pictures of the spectacular moon

 -- which came out horribly -- so looked downwards instead.

People like the proverbial ants.

Sunny day, so took the dog for walks to introduce him to life in these parts.

Showed him a man dressed up as a banana outside Jamba Juice.

Poor dog still doesn't have a name as Buster didn't quite stick.

He answers to PupPup, HeyYou, and GoodBoy.

We pointed out the close juxtaposition of Wall Street and Wicked on the bus shelter.

And the jolly homemade decorations in United Cerebral Palsy's Window.

Forced him to pose for photo-op with Easter Bunny outside Gristede's.

We told him about the lovely dog in India. (Above).

So he lay on our bed and tried to do the big paw thing.

 

Spring Maybe

It is trying to be spring in New York. Well, up to a point.

Yesterday it was sunny, and then mean, little black clouds appeared.

At first I thought it was bits of blossom being blown off trees,

but it was snow.

This is a tree doing its best.

And one doing better. 

But look at the color of the sky at 3pm.

 The people in hats and jackets.

Not a good day for a walk. What an alarming lobby.

Last puppy picture for a bit.

Babies and small animals utterly entrancing to their besotted owners

which is exactly as it should be. 

The rest of the world likely to expire from cuteness fatigue.

ps. Brief book report. 

 Winifred Holtby's The Crowded Street( 1924)

Made me remember a vanished world.....

Aunt Beatrice on her unmarried state: It's when you grow older and the people who needed you are dead. And you haven't a home nor anyone who really wants you  -- and you hate to stay too long in a house in case someone else should want to come -- and of course it's quite right.

Evening NYU

In the very few moments spent not entertaining this....

I try to do some writing.

 A group of us often get together to talk about writing.

Usually we meet in someone's home where the snacks are a bit better.

(But we don't often have saki).

This week we borrowed a room on Lafyette Street belonging to NYU.

It turned out to have a grand piano.  A jazz band practiced below us.

 Anna, like the room, was a study in black and white...

There were reflections both literal and metaphorical.

... and intriguing glimpses into the building opposite.

Raining and Gray

Normal postings will resume soon.

Rain and the item above prevent anything sensible.

ps. His foster mother just told me that two of his siblings are still available....

Contact PetRescue and mention Sophie's Pups.

Not a decision to be taken lightly however.

Shadow Shot Sunday - and a Puppy

For lots of other ShadowShots go to HeyHarriet here!

Grand Central Station and the shadow of a building near it.

I'm off to Port Chester by train.

Metro North train speeding along through the Bronx and into Westchester.

I'm heading for Petsmart at Port Chester where Petrescue are having an open house.

I had been in touch with Gwen who has checked our references. 

Our daughter-in-law has a friend who adopted through them.

Well, here he is!

PetRescue is a wonderful organization. 

All the dogs available to good homes were healthy and beautifuly cared for.

 Sophie and her mother who had fostered and loved our little guy were very sad to see him go.

Who can blame them? We haven't finally decided on a name.

I sort of favor Buster. Hmm......suggestions?

 

He prefers the sofa to his crate.....wouldn't you?

He has mastered the art of asking R. if there are any

little left over pieces of toast.