A little bit of Bushwick

We stayed in Bushwick in an Air BnB flat that was rather nice and possibly the cleanest accommodation I have ever stayed at. Bushwick is one of those emerging neighbourhoods, so it’s got some cool places, but also a lot of stodgy old places. And great restaurants but more boring dives. Unfair to compare it

A short stroll down Mulberry Street

Wandered into Little Italy a few weeks ago. It’s a bit of the same as it’s ever been and a lot like it never was, except maybe in movies and TV and what we expect of it. Part history, part fantasy. We had a brilliant cannoli at Cafe Roma though, along with an exquisite piece

Kicking Around Brooklyn in the Snow

I’ve been beating myself up lately for neglecting this blog… sigh… the reality is I’ve been doing so much travel and making so many pictures, I’ve really not had the time to develop or share them. Just got back from the US on Saturday. There’s over a thousand photos to process… Let’s start with a

Tiritiri Tomtit

Revisiting my photos from Tiritiri Matangi Island in January. The Takahe were such scene stealers, quiet little birds like this sweet little tomtit just can’t compete. Not that it’s a competition. But here’s his chance to shine.

Secret Passage

I’m pretty sure there is a tall, slim old man with enormous ears hiding behind the door. He’s sitting on a stool, waiting for me. If I open the door, he will stand and raise his arms and come after me, chanting, “I’m going to con-tam-in-ate this little girl!” Over and over. And I will

Not Ellis Island

I remember reading or hearing that most New Yorkers never visit their biggest tourist attractions or pay much mind to their historic heritage, focussing more on the arts. I don’t know if that is actually true or not. I have been to the top of the Empire State Building and climbed the gazillion steps to

Subway

Thinking about New York. It’s been three years since I’ve been back… Must be time.

New York state of mind

There are so many times when I wish for a knish, smeared with mustard, so hot the potato burns the roof of my mouth, but I can’t wait for it to cool down before I take another bite so I burn it again. I miss New York…

Beautiful Blue

Apologies for the re-run, but it’s a bit full-on at the moment and this was taken back in 2009, the last time I was in New York. It’s a wig stand in a subway station. I do love New York!

no left turn

Seems sometimes the places you just can’t get to are the most appealing. And you’ve to wonder what would change if you could. This is an NYC subway station. Day 3 of the NaNoWriMo. A wee bit ahead on the word count. A wee bit confounded at what’s coming out onto the page. I had