Returning to my home city of NY is like being the observer of your own dream. You’re both the participant and the watcher. I’m from it but no longer of it.
This foggy, misty night scene is just outside the window where I stay with my good friend Judy of Lobos’ Rants Blog.
My two week tour through familiar streets and many now unfamiliar streets ends tonight.
New York needs no additional PR from me. It is it’s own best agent.
Atomic radishes on the left, smaller beets on the right.
Rainbow chard in case simple green doesn’t appeal to your aesthetics.
Sign in a restaurant window, or what to do with that chard.
Because it’s not the Hamptons
And because while eating outside, this fellow landed, right out of the central casting that is my life, on my camera strap! A reminder that I’m heading back home tomorrow. The god of props works overtime in NYC!