Why was Bird Bird sitting alone on this bench in Central Park on Monday, February 20th as we walked through the park from Fifth Avenue to Central Park West, on the way to the Not My President’s Day anti-Drumpf Rally? I bet I know. To make a donation to PBS here in NYC, you can visit This Link.
Hello, and welcome to our second installation of Let’s Go: a fun, informative and photo-heavy column in which I tell you Where To Go . . . in NYC, for summer sun and fun! This week, we are taking an early evening walk on the NYC High Line, a public park built on a historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side. The High Line runs from Gansevoort Street in the Meatpacking District to West 34th Street, and snakes along between 10th and 12th Avenues.
Abandoned Italian Ice Cart, Avenue B and 11th Street (All Photos By Gail)
Geoffrey said a funny thing to me today, which is that he read on the Interwebs that Winter Storm Juno was not so much a Blizzard as it was “a Storm with a Very Good Publicist.” Hah! So true. Juno failed to completely kick our asses to the curb but it did leave about six inches of white fluffy stuff on the ground.