It might not be sufficiently clear in the photo, but on the building highlighted in the sun, do you see what looks like three filled-in arches of a garage? How funny would it be to have the back end of cars and truck sticking out, so many feet up in the air. Why that appeals is that so many people daily forget to look up. Imagine their surprise.
New Amsterdam
Expectations
My favorite dog in the whole world is an English Springer Spaniel. Had one in another life and consider it the dearest of dogs. So to this day, when I see an English Springer Spaniel on a walk, my heart skips a beat. Not only does it skip a beat, but I look at the dog fondly, and as I approach it, I expect the dog to act as if his/her long lost friend has just reappeared. What in fact happens is the dog, walks on by, not even giving me the time of day, as if I am just another admirer, in a long block of such folks. I’m crushed. The dog is just fine but the owner looks at me with wariness and picks up the pace.
The Building[s]
De-flowered
In the past I have purchased roses in bud and waited for them to open, but they never did. I finally know why. I pass this flower stall attached to a deli on my way to the subway. I often see the flower seller busy with his bouquets but just recently the pieces fell into place. When rose is a bit past the bloom, and the outer petals are turning, he removes them. He is left with the inner part of the flower, that has not yet opened and that just happens to resemble a ‘bud’. Well it isn’t. I feel had.
Rooftops of March 24
Found that I had the picture after all. Have a look.
Tulipmania
All the Pleasure..
Flowerbeds
Around the bottom of trees in small spaces, larger spreads in small parks, window boxes, everywhere tulips and other bulbs are blooming. What amazes me is that they are standing unpicked. Everyone walks by and enjoys them, but no one is cutting them for their personal enjoyment. I’m impressed. I know of sub-urban stories of blooms being cut right out of the front yard.
The Womb of Adverts
Subway cares are individually devoted to one advertiser. You can ride in the Delta Airline car, the Lion King car, the MTA car, your choice when you step through those open doors. However, it’s tough when you’re waiting on the platform and a car slides by that has new ads you haven’t read, but by the time the chain of cars comes to a halt, it’s 15 cars further up the platform. So you enter a car where you’ve read all the posters and hope for more legroom as compensation.