Viansa Sonoma. Pink lemon granita al fresco next to the airport.
Happy 31 mAd Ben. See ya soon out East.
Local economies depend on businesses making money to survive. Boarded up storefronts are becoming the norm. Extended closings will result in more Oxbow Tavern-like desolate corners. Dystopian landscapes.
June Saturday Afternoon along Central Park West. Dr. G’s Photos made the West Side Rag.
Christo is now gone as are his 2005 Saffron Gates in Central Park. Happier times. No Covid hospital tents then or Park cops enforcing social distancing, or putting up barricades to keep out marauding protestors.
The country is in crisis. Peaceful protesters. As well as infiltrating inciters in cities large and small. Car fires as selfie shots. Mobs in close contact. Most with masks below their noses. Many under their chins. The pandemic has become background noise. Who could have ever thought.
Businesses like the Apple Store on the UWS already abandoned because of Covid are now boarded up. A rock thrown through Starbucks window on 81st & Columbus. And. Yes. On a beautiful Sunday, most families came to town to enjoy Central Park. Masks? About half.
Meanwhile, today. Joe Biden is addressing a church group in Delaware with his mask half-covering his mouth and you can’t understand a word he is saying. Where are his people?
Birds are Not on Lockdown. More of them chirping out our City window every day. A couple weeks ago, visiting BroJoe in Westchester, looked up to see a vivid red bird which was singing a beautiful song. Immediately recognized it as a Scarlet Tanager. Hadn’t seen one since a kid, but no confusing it with any other. ( Photo – NYTimes )
Bird watching is on the rise and in the news. A birder in Central Park had the audacity to ask a woman to leash her dog, and it’s become a national story about racial injustice. As Minneapolis burns.
Watching birds beats watching riots and Covid coverage even when they converge. Don Lemon on CNN last night was outraged that the protesters were not wearing masks and social distancing. Seriously.
Sat in our parked car getting glorious sun through the roof, safely away from the crowds all over the UWS today.
As mAd Ben calls it our caranda. We even got a socially distanced visit from him!
It’s right in front of the brownstone that famously blooms with wisteria each Spring. At least that’s stayed the same. Felt almost human.
Please! Last night at 7pm the neighborhood erupted as usual with cheering & clanging for the first responders & frontline workers. Then. Old Blue Eyes could be heard belting out his classic New York New York. Uplifting & wonderful. Couldn’t capture it but we heard it loud & clear.
New therapeutic drug on the cusp? Stock market green. We got steaks & potatoes from Fresh Direct! Have a few bottles of wine left. And. Corks on Columbus is re-opening. We’ll take it.
Sheltering in place. Day 10?
NY Gov Andrew Cuomo pre-empts The View. Which is fine. He is a leader and should run for President. Joe Dotard should step aside.
NJ Governor is a jerk and cuts into The Young & The Restless. My renewed few days on stationary bike have therefore withered away. Maybe today.
Celeste Ng’s novel has been made into a series on Hulu. It is great. Little Fires Everywhere. Kerry Washington is fabulous as is the whole cast.
Sappy & soppy but a feel-good diversion. American Idol. Where auditions and heart-break are still normal somewhere. Just Sam!
Coronavirus asymptomatic City isolation side effects.
Parents appreciate teachers every hour of the day.
Misanthropes actually missing people.
Alternate side parking rules suspended.
No traffic. But. No place to go.
Noisy workmen across the street now sound sweet.
Garbage grinding at dawn’ll be missed if gone.
Walks in Central Park a necessary luxury.
Restaurants’ take-out & delivery vital godsends.
Fresh Direct toilet paper scarcer than steak.
Bridezillas getting arrested for large weddings.
Dogs kinda quarantined with owners.
Some better than others.