Last Day of Fall, First Day of Winter, Brooklyn

Plenty of snow two days ago,
and the radiator in the flat upstairs is leaking through the ceiling. Bucket required.

Also required is a trip to Bellevue Hosptial, in Manhattan, to pick up my meds.
Bellevue is dressed for the season.

At the clinic pharmacy one may wait for quite a while. Take a number and take a seat.

Finally, at the window, the prescriptions are 'processed' and handed over.
It's evening by the time I leave Bellevue Hospital Pharmacy, meds in hand.

The Suburbs of Baltimore This Holiday Season in Close Review

Luncheon, Italian-style.

Later, at the SuperFresh supermarket

Suburban vistas are best seen through the rear-view mirror of one's sister's car.

The Mall, past the Food Court, then back to the condo, below.

Apartment door ushers in the season.

From South of the Mason-Dixon Line: Baltimore

Sometimes I feel as though I spend half my life in a subway station.

The rhythm of the trains, the sound and the atmosphere of the station, and the bustle of other passengers become my complete reality.
It's especially good to play these three movies at the same time.

Buildings, Situations + Close-ups, NYC + BKLYN: My 100th Posting

Cleopatra's Needle, Central Park, behind the Metropolitan Museum.

A translation of some of the hieroglyphs etched on a stone beneath the obelisk:
"(The Son of Ra, Thutmose) may he live for ever."

Sometimes one may get the wrong train and end up at a station like this one, Smith & 9th Sts., Brooklyn. Feels like the ends of the earth, the back of beyond.

The cops seem to be testing an indiscreet surveillance unit on Washington Ave., Brooklyn.

Recycling night, Lafayette Street, NYC.

And directly across the street, the pink and ocher glow of the back of the 19th C. Grace Church Cathedral.

Lobbies, noted.

And this beautifully decorated column on a building near the Public Theater, Lafayette St., NYC.

A shop display, Lafayette St., late at night; below, parking New York style.

Street art, Fort Greene, Brooklyn.

And further over, in Clinton Hill, a statement of hope.

The clock on the Virgin Megastore at Union Square. What the hell time IS it?

War is Over! in Manhattan, too.

Store window display of old irons.

And a heavily impastoed ad site in the F train station.