An unassuming flower shop somewhere near the tracks at Grand Central.
Every weekday morning they put out fresh cut flowers arranged in colour-coordinated rows on the shelves. Busy commuters can always count on finding the perfect bouquet for their occasion, until closing time at 7:30pm. Always?
Not so on February the 14th! By 6pm the vases were empty and folks were pushing and elbowing their way through hoping to catch the remains of the day.
For that day was V day and people were willing to put up a fight.
Aah, the things we do for love…
Snapshot from February 14th, 2017
When the ten commandments go street smart (or, at least, evolve in a dog-friendly sort of way):
Ingenious signs on the fence surrounding the ‘‘creepiest, most unsettling children’s sculpture garden in the city”.
April 14th, 2017
From the early 19th century Upper East Side’s farmland to 121 Charles Street, a hip neighbourhood in Greenwich Village, this little white wooden house’s fascinating travel in time and space can be found in this article on the Brick Underground website here, and in a Greenwich Village Society for Historic Preservation report here.
April 2nd, 2017
April 1st, 2017
Every Nutcracker’s nightmare before Christmas: standing all day at attention in the bitter cold, spotting all those nuts walking by and not being able to crack even a single one. Oh, the horror!
Avenue of the Americas
December 3rd, 2017
West 43rd & 8th after the incident at Port Authority Bus Terminal. Nonfatal, frightening nonetheless. Tell me why I don’t like Mondays…
December 11th, 2017