very simple

up in the berkshires two weeks ago, things were very slowly, in very small ways, starting to bloom.

Since Sadie moved in with me, I’ve indulged her with an assortment of toys and treats. but none of that was necessary, because one of the only things she’s interested in playing with on a regular basis is one of my recycling bins. She can spend hours jumping in and out of it, letting me carry her around in it, and dragging it around my apartment. So much so that I’ve had to give one of them completely over to her, in the hopes that she’ll leave the other one (that I actually use) alone.

I actually heard this before I saw it, but it was instantly recognizable. I don’t know whether it’s restored or a replica, but I just love all forms and homages to the Shelby Cobra. My dad had one back when I was in high school/college, but his was bright red. Completely impractical, given the fact that you could drive it about three days a year (the combination of no roof and inability to park it anywhere safe was a bit of a limitation), it was still the talk of the town whenever we actually left the house in it. My favorite part about ours? The 5-point restraint harnesses instead of seat belts.

This here is a perfectly poured cup of espresso. Let’s see Starbucks do that!

I noticed these popping up out of the ground. I’m seriously hoping this means that winter is really ending.

She seems to like to perch herself on the highest, most unsteady surface. In this case, my printer, which is piled on top of several other things on my desk and which wobbles even when the cat is not trying to balance herself on top of it.

The first thing I should note is that, on the day I took this picture, it was cloudy and pouring rain outside. That’s before we get to the fact that this is occurring inside a not-well lit coffee shop. So clearly, the giant black wraparound sunglasses are an essential wardrobe choice.

another cliche, but I love this subway station (14th and 8th) that is just filled with random Tom Otterness statues.

(Side note first – you may be wondering why I’m not using the lightbox gallery for these – I’ve decided to only use the lightbox going forward when there are 10 or more pictures, so it’ll return eventually!)

A visit to union square and its immediate environs.

A walk around the west village. I was listening to an interview podcast yesterday with some urban photographers who were discussing the fact that these hanging signs are no longer legal, and recounted the story of a harlem businessman who racked up $50,000 in fines before ultimately losing his case. I guess garages and bars in the west village are more special? In any event, I always love the signs featured in some of these photos.