When I forget to take my camera or my phone out, I feel quite bereft.
I might miss something terrifically important that I need to capture. You never know.
Yesterday morning it was the uniform truck outside the Highliner diner which was a symphony in gray and white.
One of the workers was having his photo taken. I'm pretty sure he's from Africa and I wondered if the picture would be beamed round the world, so I started thinking how tough some of the entry level jobs are and how much difficult stuff first generation Americans have to put up with.
Next the picturessque house next to the High Line
and the Venetian/Moorish extravaganza overlooking Union Square.
Madison Square Park is so very deco
unlike the Old Town Bar which is quite as dumpy as the sign suggests --therefore rather cosy for lunch.
Berch has been at it again decorating the windows of the Moonstruck diner.