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Short routes

Is the addition truly unappealing or is it just me? It looks like its a patchwork of dissimilar styles.
Henderson Place
Nifty blue metal dining area gives this room an outdoorsy feel.
Gracie Mansion, once a rural outpost for a merchant and his family, houses the Mayor of New York. The setting in Carl Schurz Park is still quasi-rural or at least verdant.
Asphalt Green is next to a new DSNY way station. There had been lots of controversy while this was in the planning. A ferry stop is also around the corner.
Today my shadow is long and lean. I like that!

Back to local

Some scaffolding feels like it’s just been up. Surely it hasn’t been 5 years since I passed this way? Other scaffolds look like they never come down.
Actually no. Newly paved over.
New Beacon School (I think)
The corner of Gracie Square

Crisp

From yesterday, when a tee shirt was enough, to this jacket-worthy day, we are faced with the see-saw of weather. We have become accustomed but every day stands sui-generis to surprise.

Close walking

The Lycee Francais
East End Avenue

It feels secluded over here on the extreme East Side. This short Avenue is rich with the feelings of privacy and privilege but it remains humble and accessible.

Have I mentioned that my path today is circumscribed by the demands of the Marathon?

Signs I took the time to study today
Autos along my way. I liked the way the motorcycle cradled the VW logo. I’m also a big fan of solar.
City and Suburban
Helicopter overhead reminds me of the paranoic ending of Goodfellas.

I spy with my little…

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1 & 2 One way of keeping your ride intact might be to dismantle it before securing it.

3 & 4 Across from the yellow cycle, I see this dining kiosk. It sports art meant to transport us to the Italian Village of its name.

5 Remnants of Halloween still decorate these steps. You can’t blame the decorator for leaving them up; s/he took such pains with them.

From the bus

There’s a kind of no man’s land coming up the hill from maybe 38th Street on 1st Avenue. The United Nations is the next stop on the bus. The landscape when we arrive there is back to the “real New York;” this despite the fact that the UN is situated on its own independent “island,” not under the city’s jurisdiction.

It’s November 1st .Pandora invited me to sample the Dia de los Muertos soundtrack. Why not? I am accompanying that view above with some Mexican songs in celebration.

Today was not a big day for walking for me, but I did pass this at the VFA on 23rd Street.