I love dogs, but I do not have one. I love when I’m walking, holding a grocery store bag, toward someone with a dog. The dog knows it’s food and thinks it’s for him.
I also love seeing dogs wiggle their butts when they see businesses with water and/or treats waiting for them outside.
I understand the politics behind pet shops. Yes, they’re problematic. Put that aside for a moment and enjoy this baby Frenchie, who undoubtedly now lives a posh life in a happy home.
No disrespect intended, but when David Bowie passed away in January of 2016, New York City lost its shit. Fans mourned with candles and teddy bears and whatnot in front of his residence, local papers published lists of his favorite NYC locations, and memorial murals popped up everywhere.
Fast forward almost two years. This clever piece is hidden in plain sight in that area that’s not quite the East Village, but it’s also not technically Greenwich Village Either – just east of Broadway. I can’t identify the street. Good luck finding it!
I walk past Grace Church in Manhattan regularly. One morning, I spotted this above the entry.
Spotted high up in the East Village, near Astor Place.
One day on a good, solid wandering adventure, I looked down to see a subtle reminder on the sidewalk outside of a firehouse.
For Billy, Eric, Andy, Manny, Timmy, Larry, and David.
I appreciate a good chalk sign on the sidewalk, especially when it says nothing at all.
From a little shop in The Village.
Ball jars of candy sprinkles line the windows of Magnolia Bakery in the West Village. A tourist destination because of Sex and the City, Magnolia doesn’t feel like a “local” place – I always see skinny girls in stilettos outside, which no one who lives in the city would do – but it’s good and it’s pretty.
I am a fan of random street art in whatever form available. In the city, yarn bombing isn’t as widely-available as stickers, pastes, or spray paint, so I was pleased to see these beautiful crocheted flowers. Granny squares cover the trees that line this block of Christopher Street.