Thursday, March 29, 2007


The bridge appears to be a popular place for religious recruitment. Today I found a Jehovah Witness flyer on a bench and a salvation poster.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Spring Cactus at Base of Bridge

I worry about this cactus sometimes. Growing in the little perennial garden at the Manhattan side of the Brooklyn Bridge. It has to contend with dust, dirt, Starlings, smog, garbage, traffic (foot and vehicular), snow and dogs. It looks a little stressed out right now. But I'm confident that it will bounce back. Just like the rest of the saggy, deflated city at this time of year.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Spring is Here?

Well, I walked the bridge twice today. Weather was great, and when I left work, the sun was still out!

The bridge was bustling with people. Benches were packed with people reading, relaxing, kissing, catching up on their NYC guides.

The grammophile was back! He was trying to stick a pencil in between the cracks to the river below. He was a bit ripe, but he smiled at me as I walked by.

Oh, and the balloons are still there...

Sunday, March 11, 2007

A Pink Gem

I was walking past three German tourists who stopped short at the Manhattan side of the bridge. I was wondering why they were gesturing and and pulling out their cameras...what's so appealing about the building projects? Then I saw what they saw...peeking out in between the ugly buildings was a pink-hued Empire State Building. It was like a painting. It was beautiful.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Still Stuck on You

Yes, it's been a full week, and the now fully deflated balloons are still there: a sad, tangled mess.

It was a quiet walk today, most likely because of the below-zero temperature accompanied by a chilling wind! But I still spotted a few desperate-looking tourists. poor souls...

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Balloon day 3

Yup, balloons are still there, now more deflated than ever. But I did spot something quite spectacular today. A dozen maintenance workers walking up the cable with their gear: helmets, black uniforms, safety leaches and belts. Against the sun, they looked just like mountain climbers making their way up a snowy path.