I was focusing the lens on my camera on 14th Street and 6th Avenue when I accidentally took this picture. When I saw it pop up on the viewfinder, I decided it was the most beautiful accident I'd ever seen.
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brooklyn, brooklyn take me in
Many moons ago I met a girl during the meet-and-greet time at church and actually became friends with her. I know, it's unheard of. And it's something that had never happened to me before—or since, for that matter. But the one time it happened, I met a rare jewel of a friend.
It was the summer of 2007 and I was an intern, trying to find my way in a big city where I knew no one. Suddenly, within a period of two weeks, there were 5 of us interns attached at the hip for 12 weeks. All of us ended up back in New York, except one.
Thankfully Amy makes it to visit as often as she can. And she keeps us entertained through stories and photos of her grand life in North Carolina. It just so happens (lucky for us) that she made a pit-stop in Brooklyn on Sunday night on her way to Berlin. So we gathered at LeeAnne's house and enjoyed our beloved and way-too-far-away AmyJ with the best memories and stories a group of girls could possibly ask for. Until next time...
platform animals
Wouldn't it be great if animals—safari animals—were allowed on the subway? If they were just waiting around on the platform, impatiently, for the next train just like the rest of us?
I actually hadn't thought much about it before until I saw this City Lab post that left nothing to the imagination (and we're all the better for it). Now that I've thought about it, I definitely want a giraffe waiting on the platform next to me.
That would be pretty swell.
[Photos from City Lab "If Savanna Animals Took the Subway"]
sunbeams
The weather has fiiiiinally gotten nice here. Did I mention it was a long winter?
But finally there are no snowstorms in our forecast and I, for one, am rejoicing over it. It's been sunny with blue skies and high temps and I'm spending as much time out of doors as I possibly can.
The proof is in the pudding, and I don't even care that my face is almost blurred out in this picture—as long as the sunbeams were responsible for it.
Isn't funny how quickly we forget the bad things in life? At this moment, I can't even remember ever being cold.