just tell us...please!

Today's Soup's...what?

consistency?

favorite band?

deepest longing?

...

what?!

Grand Central

ghosts live here.

fairy ferns

rainy day in brooklyn. i'm in this one:)

display

there's just so much shit in new york. but sometimes it's displayed juuust right.

made for each other

garden salad

put some goddess dressing on it and eat it right up. a piece of 7 grain bread on the side, please. funny how bread gets more enticing the more grains are listed on the package. i'll take the 139 grain bread with that garden, please. thank-you.

Columbus Station

subway architectural vertigo beautybeaut.

sorbet in the sky

delicious.

puppy pile

sleep where you can get it.

antique ride

cruising the west village--old school.

Pirates of the Brooklebean

Yo ho.

What's in there?

Wish I had this little red barn in my facebook farmville. If you don't know about farmville on facebook, check it.

summer lovin'

so sweet.

Motivation

I've ridden it at least 92 times since I moved here in June and I noticed this today for the first time.

Sundays in the park with Buns.

It's his day off.

Rabbit's Garden

Fort Greene Farmer's market--a stew for Christopher Robin? Juice it for Piglet? Surely Pooh won't be interested in carrot cake. Hmm...consulting Ina Gartin may be the best move.

dear god...

dinner on the stove, TGIF shows to watch, emails to send and this fucking light will not change.

Crown Heights Magical Tree

...begging to be climbed.

goes on forever

82nd & Broadway. This little spot looks like Eastern Europe. Love it.

Pipe Dreams

72nd street stop on the B/C in a grungy corner of the subway. But it's amazing, right? Maybe I'm alone on this one.

Beneath the Escape

On 44th between 6th and Broadway stands a large old building, along-side sits one of the most beautiful fire escapes...even more gorgeous from below, I soon discover-ed. I'm a little obsessed with fire escapes. I wish I had one in my apartment to sit on and smoke cigarettes. And I don't even smoke.

It Starts at Home--August 9, 2009

It felt correct to begin my blog of the city's small wonders right outside the front door of my apartment--Wild flowers dancin' outside my Brooklyn building.