A hint of autumn in the air.
Such a good color tissue with the sunflowers and hydrangeas.
My friend Frances spotted Bill Cunningham who takes such amazing photos for The Times. Very chic in a French workman’s smock and very charming.
Absolutely no filter – what on earth are these pears? From one of my favorite stands where the fruit would never pass muster in a supermarket – and all the better for it.
Strange notice: ANTONOUKA dry but juicy. Very old (or odd)!
The Bethel look better – or worse.
But the star of the show are the pears with their speckles and gray leaves.
So wonderful I had to put in two photos.
Bread looking picturesque.
And then on the street walking home, three paint cans just sitting there.
A selection of men I’ve seen during the last two weeks.
Maybe next week – or whenever I get to it – I’ll find some women to take photos of.
The knitting season has commenced so I went to Lion Brand to buy orange cashmere for a baby hat from the Knitting Maven. Orange is not my favorite color. I have been trying to like it – see below –
Only good as a complement to blue.
A scene from the Long Island Rail Road.
Back in the city, time to change the posters under The High Line.
and ready the galleries for the opening of the fall season.
Time to contemplate a new beer venue where Mike’s butcher’s once was on 9th Avenue
and consider a breakfast burrito in Chelsea Market.
Taxi waiting to be cleaned at the carwash on 24th Street this morning.