Sumpthin's gotta give

People waiting in line for prescriptions (above), people waiting to see a doctor (below), and mostly it's people of color, or from other countries who wait all day to see an overworked MD or pharmacist. I wait, too, but not complaining, right?

An occasional glance down, wherever you are, will sometimes provide a glimpse of sunlight and shadow in a beautiful arrangement of soft hues - a brief bit of another reality over the one you were just in.
And sometimes a sunset will reveal a truly ugly building in all its glory.

And evening will reveal the magic of a noirish Edward Hopper-esque and seemingly innocuous structure as situated in the slower neighborhoods.

And of course the imposition of steel and stone that even an airplane can't crack in the busier districts.

I was behind this man on the stairs at Grand Central. He seemed poor and burdened - it couldn't have just been me projecting. I didn't want to take a picture of his face, which was a fine face, but only of his posture as I went up the stairs behind him. One can go to Grand Central to get out of the cold, to have a seat for a while, and to find a safer spot than one finds out of the street.

A sign in a New Haven shop window. On closer inspection, the rules of the house laid out fairly clearly.

NYPD cops approaching a man sitting in front of Bellevue Hospital. He's telling them to leave him alone, and a man in a wheelchair on 23rd Street nods out whilst his sign informs passersby that he would like some cash.

Blood left on a doorstep, New Haven.

The bar car on Metro-North.

Various Spaces and Places

A pharmacist and his wares, NYC.

Art exhibit, Chelsea - Taylor Davis's sculptures.

Staircase, above, at Yale University Art Museum; below, at a Tribeca loft building.

Santa's at Grand Central.

Pizza parlor pugilists, E. 14th Street, East Village.

Outdoor lighting, 10th Ave, Chelsea

Store window display, to maximum effect. Me, transfixed by the multiplicity of ideas present.

Dirt...there you have it.

Mystery photo

A vegetable called 'Buddha's Hand', which I may not be able to cut open, cook or eat.

New Haven workplace, just after 5PM.
And three store window displays, below, New Haven.

Train station, above, and trains below, New Haven.

Cops in New Haven arrest a man who is saying "Tell me why I'm under arrest..."
They take him to the squad car and there he sits, in handcuffs, in the back seat.
Don't they have to tell you why they're taking you in?

Cody's Cafe, New Haven - the best place in town...

...where the portions, as well as the waitresses, are quite large.

Lancaster, Pa.

The train station in Lancaster hasn't changed much in decades.
It's a beautiful old station, needing a little repair.

The Marriott Hotel was built on top of the Watt & Shand Department Store on Penn Square, right in the center of town.
The lobby, above, incorporates a colonial era building and does it rather well. Then there's the exercise room and lots of extra space on the lower level, which also incorporates the back of the house owned by abolitionist Thaddeus Stevens, which, upon excavation, revealed a stop on the Underground Railroad.

Penn Sqare at night ...

and views of Lancaster as the morning fog drifts over the city from the Conestoga Creek.
The Greist Building at far right, next to the 19th century Farmer's market and the colonial tourist board, which was once the town hall.

Looking westward towards the 8th Ward, with the Kunzler Meat Packing Co., in the center of the photograph, sending off steam. St. Joseph's Church steeple just to the left of that.

The Greist Building used to be Lancaster's tallest building, but the Marriott Hotel, just across the square, has taken top honors in that department.

St. Joseph's Church, built in 1842 by German Catholic immigrants.

The humble 19th century row houses on St. Joseph's Street.

Moving up a notch, the red brick row houses in the 8th Ward.

And moving up still further, a beautiful 19th century town house on South Duke Street.

A colonial era house on South Queen Street.

And the Thaddeus Stevens House, above - just a few details.

And the cops and sniffer-dogs that everyone is getting used to at train stations. Welcome to our free society!