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.

Street Signs

Always good advice, I suppose.



The building this sign used to be afixed to is gone. I was really upset.
There used to be a sort of dingy staircase leading to some sort of office.
Just like something in a Paul Auster story..........



But I'm glad the sign was saved.
It should go next my "Expert" sign from Morocco.



This last is an example of New York black humor.
Odd that the Twin Towers site is now a tourist attraction.
I am often asked the way to ground zero and it always makes me sad.