I STAND ALONE

Sunday, December 2, 2012.  A spot of color in a somber background, this leaf hangs on, refusing to drop from its perch, braving wind, rain and passersby.  The edges have burned to a crisp brown, but the red is still rich and ripe with the potential to reflect the sun, if it peeks out.  I like the tenacity of any living thing that goes its own way.

SIDEWALK BEAUTIES

November 14, 2009. One of the beauties of New York is its myriad sidewalks and the materials used to construct them. Outside of the Library at 5th and 42nd, the curbs are made of this beautiful red toned granite. It was raining today, and these leaves were aligned perfectly, matted to the stone and revealing the last of their glory before they will dry and be swept away.



And then there was this sidewalk on 50th, outside the Time Building. It is easy to imagine this in yellow, populated by lions and tigers and bears. It must have been conceived of in a much more fanciful time, and how thrilling it must be when you come upon it after treading over the usual cement sidewalk, easily traversed, excruciatingly familiar, but far less fun.