A Red Hook street. Graffiti. At my demand, Marie stuck a hesitant hand in the shark’s mouth.
A few nights ago, Marie and I were established in yet another glorious picnic in the Brooklyn Bridge Park, further south this time, away from the big lawns – which were closed – and onto some rocks by the tidal pools. The John J. Harvey The juneberry trees behind us were loaded with very ripe…Details
On May 27, the French Bureau d’Enquêtes et d’Analyses (BEA) decided to publish what they called “… a note with information on the first facts established, based on analysis of the data from the flight recorders” about the crash of Rio-Paris Air France flight AF447 on June 9, 2009. The note followed the end of…Details
I recently looked up Zipcar as a solution for the all-too-common New Yorker lack of wheels. I had seen the cars on Vancouver streets and heard good things about them. The rates for our New York area were on a par with most other major Zipcar hubs: around $70 daily for week days and $80…Details
Unknown to his near-sighted mind, isolated on a low daily orbit, a careless DUMBO painter is leaving nebulae on the sidewalks. If only he or she could look up through a telescope and realize that nature always imitates itself. Sidewalk nebula, DUMBO, Brooklyn Similar posts: A Carousel in Dumbo Manhattan, Island of Steel NYC Blizzard:…Details