In our Manhattan Upper East Side neighborhood, he is easily the most ebullient street person we have. I don’t know if he’s actually one of the 4,000 homeless in New York City, but if he is, it’s a condition that he accepts with amazing good humor. There is always a radiant, if largely toothless, smile on his rubbery face. (more…)
On a recent stray weekend in Manhattan, we decided to head up the Hudson to one of our favorite river towns, Cold Spring. We had been several times before and thought we could catch some early fall foliage at the top end of the trip, but we were too early. The village, located in the Hudson Highlands, sits at the deepest point of the river, directly across from West Point. (more…)
It’s always interesting how these decisions get made, but, lo and behold, we recently went on another ocean cruise, this time to Holland, Iceland and Norway. (more…)
The plan was for an early dinner, then an HBO special on Neil Armstrong. The sometime temperamental cable box wouldn’t cooperate so we searched out “The Right Stuff” for a robust substitute as a moon-landing memorial. It starts out great and every scene that Sam Shepard is in is worth the time gazing at the TV screen.
A recent census of squirrels in Central Park tabulated 24,000.
Along with pigeons, I’m guessing that squirrels are probably the most noticed wild animal species in Manhattan. On the Upper East Side, where we have an apartment, dogs, usually gathered in packs of five to seven and led by a human walker, are the biggest domesticated species and they are everywhere, all day long.
And then there are the rats. (more…)