The week in photos. From the week of wondering. 05/14/15: From a lovely evening at Brooklyn Bridge Park, before the Brooklyn Half. 05/15/15: From a lovely morning at Gorilla, with a maple latte. 05/16/15: Of course. 05/17/15: From a night at The Hungarian Pastry Shop, with a view of 96th St. I'd never had before. 05/18/15: From a night at The Bean, with a view of The Strand. 05/19/15: Got and played some music today! 05/20/15: Read today.
It doesn't matter if there are yellow taxis in other cities. To me, a yellow taxi is one of the most defining features of New York City, and I love capturing them often. My camera's slow shutter speed sometimes makes it a challenge but sometimes helps—by blurring the motion and capturing movement, which is also captures the city. The speed of things here is something I've gotten used to and often like. These photos are from the past three months.
The weekend was spent primarily outside, and at a generally slow clip. I wandered through all of Manhattan on Saturday, walking around Central Park's reservoir and remembering how much I had wanted to run around it. Yesterday, I put that vision into action, running around the reservoir and resolving to repeat it. Two loops around the reservoir, it turns out, make the perfect 5k.
Mostly, though, I carved out time for myself, doing yoga and completing errands I'd thought of weeks before. I took things slowly, walking down a beautiful stretch of Columbus Avenue in the rain on Saturday. Last night, I took my friend to The Hungarian Pastry Shop, where I had my traditional cream puff and she a flour-less chocolate cake. It was a nice way to end the weekend. I'm already looking forward to the next one.
Thankful for a slower day. For fresh vegetables and new recipes to try. For my closest high school friend coming to town this weekend. (I think we're going to paint the town.) For realizing that I could play Bach, and resolving to do so. For the opportunity to see so many things in the City, and to have called this place home for nearly five years. For the realization that I could run faster. For how so many people are going to run the Brooklyn Half this weekend, and how inspiring that is. For new comfortable shoes. For fresh flowers. For great music, and the role it plays in my life. For giving in to chocolate cravings (fudge mint and espresso). For a free latte. For books that inspire and lives that do the same. For stumbling upon tea that takes me back to Jerusalem (and is on sale to boot). For the Manhattan skyline. For how I seem to still discover places of the city I hadn't seen before. For the weekend.
The week in photos. From the week of specific happinesses. 05/07/15: First tickets to BAM. 05/08/15: A cup of coffee and the window seat in the morning. 05/09/15: Immersing myself in Central Park. 05/10/15: Crossed an item off my list. 05/11/15: Spring/summer flowers and a run. 05/12/15: Free strawberry ice cream and a sunset. 05/13/15: On the sill/dinner.
From a glorious and full spring/summer weekend, featuring a 12-hour Beethoven Piano Sonata Marathon at BAM. (I attended about 2 hours of it.) Central Park, with violin, 60s-style style music on a banjo, and bubbles headed my way. Pad Thai on a whim. The Donut Plant (much better than Dough). The High Line.
Where I started the morning with coffee and a poptart at Culture and ended the day with a green juice at Brooklyn Crepe and Juice. Read in The New York Library for the Performing Arts. Saw the season's first alliums. Recreated the salad I had at Tipsy Parson last weekend. Headed to Roosevelt Island and came home with a Lush cleanser. Those are just the little moments that filled these days.