With ballet season well underway, my husband and I are back to a 6-day-a-week, pretty much non-stop work schedule. Our dinner hour is often 11 p.m., and carving out time for each other during the day is usually impossible. So that’s why lunch yesterday was so special.
When rehearsal finished at 2 p.m., we walked a few short blocks south to one of our new favorite haunts…
Where the booths are clean and comfortable…
And the ambiance is bright, cheery and inviting.
At 2 p.m. the lunch rush was over and the bar was deserted.
Which gave me a chance to zoom in on the jar of house-made Buddha’s Hand liqueur (I still think it looks like addled brains).
(My husband’s brain, on the other hand, is anything but, so lunch conversation was lively and interesting.)
Once our food arrived, though, we chowed down since we were both famished.
(Our salads were delicious, and we’ll be back for another meal soon!)
New York City real estate…aah, the choices we make. If I could wave a fairy wand, we would live in a glorious architectural gem on New York’s Upper West Side. But since fairy wands were on back-order when we moved to the city, the only part of the wish that was granted was that we found an apartment on the Upper West Side. Our building is nothing to look at; however, since we live in it, we don’t have to look at it.
Fortunately, our view is actually quite pleasant. The first year I delighted in pretending that we lived across from a Swiss chalet – not such a stretch when the weather was doing this.
I’m pretty sure that if Benjamin Franklin had been a New Yorker he would have said “In this world, nothing can be said to be certain, except death, taxes and CONSTRUCTION.” As it happened, just a short time after we moved here, up went scaffolding and a shroud and away went our view.
I suppose you’re thinking “She must not have anything to write about!” (only partly true) but after a year of nothing progressing except the gradual darkening of the once white shroud, work finally began this past spring and concluded this week.
Like the unwrapping of a giant gift, the shroud and scaffolding started to come down two days ago…
And I’ve been enjoying the progress (not to mention that I like the white paint and spiffy copper drain pipes!)
It’s slow going (that’s a lot of scaffolding), but the workers seem pretty tireless and fearless. From my vantage point they look like ants…
(And in case you’re searching for a good model of camera, here’s what the zoom on my Panasonic Lumix can do!)
I’ve been working at my drafting table a lot recently, so I’m sad to say that I’ve missed some spectacular early fall days. But today I made up for it with a long walk home from the art store. There was just a hint of a nip in the air (at least by my standards) and I was taken with the clear, clean light and the contrasts between light and dark in the architecture around me.
I saw gleaming golden statues…
Cool stone figures…
And simple but startling contrasts.
The weather’s forecast to stay nice all week…ahh, glorious fall!
“Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.”
Last night as we made our way home from having dinner out, the moon was giant and hanging low on the horizon. I took this series of five photos from our balcony…
This afternoon, I decided to brave the hazy heat and humidity for a brisk walk in Central Park. I hadn’t gone far before the rain forced me to turn around and head back home.
But not before I stopped by the pond…
To commune with the ducks…
Marvel at the lush greenery…
(And its reflection)…
And cheer on a soggy tourist or two!
There’s more hazy, hot and humid weather forecast ahead. What’s a girl to do?
“We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us.”
If I had to sum up what makes me the most happy about living in New York City, I’d say I love…
That walking is always a part of my day
That the views are never boring!
Yesterday after 5 hours of orchestra rehearsals at the DiMenna Center, I decided to walk home. With my viola strapped to my back and my camera in hand, I set off on the 60-block trek.
A few moments later I spotted Project Runway All-Stars/Season 1 designer (and inimitable character) Austen Scarlett.
(If he hadn’t been walking so fast in the opposite direction, I would have screwed up my courage to ask him to pose for the shot.)
A few blocks later, this wonderful patchwork of varied architectural styles caught my eye.
Meanwhile, the Chrysler Building seems to be perpetually photogenic. Today was no different!
I was also intrigued by the mish-mash of old and new on this busy street corner.
(The Celtic Pub merited it’s own shot.)
As a fitting bookend to my journey, I passed by this film crew filming outside a brownstone on the Upper West Side. They were busy shooting takes for the upcoming ABC Pilot, Murder in Manhattan, starring Annie Potts.
(I can’t be sure, but it sure looks like the woman below is Bridget Regan, who will be playing the character Lex in the show.)
Just another day of life in Manhattan!
“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.”
(Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)