My father has been gone 5 years. He died less than 2 weeks after his birthday so the time between the two dates has become a time where I think of him often.
The first year, my sister and I went to my favorite hot dog stand from childhood and ate Chicago dogs with fries in his honor.
This year, I was with my nephew and we happened to notice a shop that sold ice cream filled donuts! When the children were little, he had convinced them even if they were full, there was a separate “dessert pocket” in their stomachs so they could always join him for dessert. His favorite dessert was profiteroles and this was basically a giant version of one.
Early morning walk
Central Park, Sam, and Benji
Playing tourist yesterday in a quaint New York town on the Hudson River, I saw this inviting display outside of a store. I’m not a fan of scary decorations, artificial cobwebs (since I work hard to get rid of real ones), or anything with blood & gore. This embodies my idea of Halloween. 🎃 🧡🌼🎃🧡🌼
The pigeons are enormous! And in Union Square, you can find the “Pigeon Lady” who sells handmade felt pigeons and rats.
Seeing the Statue of Liberty is always meaningful. A good reminder of what truly makes this country great.
The 9/11 Memorial places a white rose on the name of those honored when it is their birthday.
The beauty of honoring a tragic event can be found in the buildings and fountain near ground zero.
There is a street near Battery Park where all the tree trunks are wearing crocheted blankets that look like they were made by my aunt.
Washington Park and the arch are reminiscent of European plazas I’ve been lucky enough to visit. Vibrantly populates on a beautiful February day.
There is a building in TriBeCa that looks like Jenga for giants.
Street art in Brooklyn looking at the Manhattan skyline reminding us to say yes to adventure.
Poets House in Battery Park is a hidden gem full of poetry anthologies for all ages in a magnificent glass building overlooking the water.
One World Trade Center from next to the Brooklyn Carousel.