Marie unknowingly illustrates patience on a rusty Red Hook door. As Jean-Charles, my rather esoteric and enlightened English teacher once wrote for me in our 1984 Commercial Pilot graduation album, "Seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you." I am still knocking all around. If some doors have gaped slowly…Details
Bizarre encounter with a friendly stranger on a Red Hook dock,
also chronicled here.
Entre chien et loup, from across the river at the Brooklyn Bridge Park, a river flowing strong at our feet and the urban air filled with playful sounds and smells of picnic and content, we saw Manhattan pretend to fall asleep as shadows took over a busy day and drafted the mood for later matters.…Details
I am not a South African blogger myself but having strong ties to one, I keep an eye on the yearly South African Blog Awards and dutifully cast my vote when the time comes. This year, however, I was stunned to discover a new twist in the voting system: for some unfathomable reason, organizers have…Details
Below is a section of the Brooklyn Bridge Park that remains under construction, as seen from the Brooklyn Promenade above the (B)BQE. Similar posts: Brooklyn Bridge Park Panoramic View Getting bent for the Brooklyn Bridge Gothamist Picks Up the Brooklyn Bridge Cyclist-Tourist Story East River, Brooklyn Bridge The Routine of Tourist-Cyclist Clashes on the Brooklyn…Details
As Marie posted recently, the roof farm has been under assault by a battalion of enormous tobacco hornworms. They are green, somewhat pretty and they devour our tomato plants at a record speed. Check out her post for great pictures of the bandits in action. So before waging a final battle against the invader, I…Details