Home. Week 17 -52

Real estate in New York is not for the faint of heart.  Today I came across the birdhouse market - masses of houses (all rent-free) right outside my daughters school.    So many to choose from but each with their own issues..

 Too red.

 Too Thatched.

 Too decorated.

 Too bee-hivey

Too jail-like

I finally found where the birds chose to make their home...

This little one came out from where the straw is...

 This little guy came out of the gap/hole below him.  I guess home is where the heart is...

Private. Week 16-52

I can't tell you what's behind this locked gate... it's private.
I must confess I took this picture a few weeks ago.  This week I just didn't have it in me to take many photos.  The Boston tragedy sort of overwhelmed me. I love that town.  #Bostonstrong.

Yellow. Week 15-52

Little flashes of yellow just keep popping into my life in the strangest places.  I had to peel all the labels off these little bottles so my five year old could do her science experiment at kindergarten.  She did about 3 of them and I did the other 22.

I love the traffic light but mainly I just like the pigeons on the rooftop in the distance.

Lemon yellow. Yellow lemon

Love how these chairs were all set up.  And the bright pop of yellow amidst all that grey.

I spend a lot of my work day talking about food labels and nutrition.  So I got a kick out of this label.

Numbers. Week 14-52

I had a lazy morning in New York.  I could have taken a million pictures of great New York scenes but for some reason I just decided to focus on Numbers this week.  These are pretty typical if you live in the city.
This is the number to an apartment.

You have to have good eyesight to  locate your mail box in a large building

Check for good numbers on the price tags of city fruit

And know your subway lines...

But right now I just care about the number on the thermometer and hope my little munchkin feels better in the morning.