… Become a Bubble Maker.
… Use a baby stroller.
The Easter Parade/Easter Bonnet Festival has come and gone.
Many gathered to show off their Easter bonnets and frocks.
There were different hats…
… for different folks.
There seemed to be more people, this year.
I got to the parade late, but there were still a lot of stragglers enjoying themselves.
Smiles and Easter Bonnets.
There were lots of cute kids in their outfits.
Lots of cute kids in elaborate hats.
Kids strolling down 5th Avenue with their parents.
Dogs also made an appearance at the parade. This one kept barking.
A man and his dog, enjoying the atmosphere.
I loved her hat and smile.
Many people wanted to take a photo with these two ladies dressed in green.
These two were in their Easter finest.
Green – a spring color.
Despite many dressed in spring colors, this couple wears all-black, well.
I believe it was a good day had by all.
And so is love!
So is love!
I continue to enjoy reading the engravings on park bench name plates.
The people, mentioned, always seem very interesting, like George Lewis — A Lover of Parks.
I like that description.
The DanceSport Challenge
Held at Columbia University.
It’s always fun to see the dancers in their fancy clothing…
… and watch them, twist and turn.
It’s fun to see everyone having fun!
*By the way, you can see photos from the 2013 DanceSport challenge HERE.
Hi Everyone: I’m taking a short break from blogging here. I’ll be back soon. See you in a couple of weeks.
Recently, I spoke to a long-time blogging friend, for the first time, over the phone.
“You have a New York accent,” he said to me, soon after I’d introduced myself.
That observation tickled me and I laughed.
I SO do NOT think I have an accent – especially a Nu Yawk accent.
Years ago, I was walking down a street in Venice, Italy, talking to my sister. A young couple walked past by, stopped, and then called out to us. The woman was quiet and the man cautiously asked, “Excuse me, are you from New York?”
When I affirmed that I was, he got all excited and jumped up and down.
“I knew it! I just knew it!”” He had one of the hugest grins I’d ever seen on a person’s face.
He went on to explain, “When we passed you, we heard you talking and when you said the word, ‘stupid’, I knew you were from New York.”
The couple beamed at us. They were tourists from the U.S. I don’t remember where. The man’s excitement that he’d correctly guessed where I lived, based on the way I spoke, amused me.
We smiled at each other for a few more seconds and then finally said good bye. The guy practically floated away, elated that he’d detected a New York accent on the streets of Venice.
A few days ago, I heard about a documentary, directed by Heather Quinlan, called “If These Knishes Could Talk: A Film about the New York Accent”. Following the latest comment about my so-called New York accent, the movie perked my interest, so I checked out its official website for more information. It stars Penny Marshall, Alan Dershowitz and, of course, many New Yorkers. The film looks fun and funny and will premier at the Art of Brooklyn Film Festival on May 16, 2013, and later at the Hoboken Film Festival, June 1, 2013.
One MTA (transit) worker, interviewed in the film, said it best, "New Yorkers don’t have accents — Everyone else has an accent".
LOL! I agree!
You can see the movie trailer HERE.
The sight of cherry blossoms make the city look extra special to me.
When the petals drop to the ground, it appears like falling snow.
I like this type of snow.
At Sakura Park in Morningside Heights/Harlem,
you can have your pick of a cherry blossom tree, under which to sit and enjoy the day.
There’s so much to do among the Cherry Blossoms:
Have a picnic.
Gaze at the trees and enjoy the beautiful sight.
Practice soccer moves.
Rest after practicing soccer moves.
Share an embrace.
Strum soothing tunes on the guitar.
Read a good book.
Enjoy the peaceful atmosphere with the baby.
Sit, relax, stare up into the trees and enjoy the beauty of the day.
Even this American Robin is enjoying the beautiful spring day among the Cherry Blossoms.
This young man walked past me kicking a soccer ball as if it were a very normal thing to do.
Mesmerized, I watched him kick his ball for five blocks.
There were a lot of people who walked towards him, but he managed not to kick the ball into them.
Fun to watch.
Lots of people were out and about in the park to play in the snow.
I like that red sled.
This happened in December:
I was on my way to an appointment when I saw a man lying in the street with some people standing around him.
In case you were wondering, I pulled out my cell phone, first, to call for help before I pulled out my camera.
However, I noticed that several people had also pulled out their cell phones to call for help.
The man was knocked out. He did not move.
The people standing around him made sure that cars didn’t pass by and run over him.
There wasn’t much they could do. Everyone waited for the police and ambulance to come.
Although a car had stopped not far from him, in the middle of the street,
I’m not sure if he’d been hit by a car or not.
A few minutes later, a police car showed up.
As one officer checked the unconscious man,
another spoke to someone who seemed like the driver who may or may not have hit the bike rider.
Unfortunately, I didn’t hear what was being said.
As the police officer conducted their investigation, the man woke up.
He looked like he would be okay. So, I continued on my journey.
Dancing the Paso Doble.
One December evening, I walked to the grocery store and passed by a theater. Loud dance music escaping for the inside caught my attention, and I stopped to see what was going on there.
Men and women, dressed up and twirled around the dance floor.
I decided to go inside the lobby and investigate what was going on. Luckily, no one stopped me and after a while, I walked in further and pulled out my camera to take photos.
Excitement filled the atmosphere.
It turns out that this was a Ballroom and Latin Dance competition sponsored by DanceSport.
The dancers at these type of competitions are amatuers. In this case, they were mainly college students.
The judges watched closely, taking their job very seriously.
All the dancers seemed happy to strut their stuff and show their best dance moves.
Dancers waiting for their turn.
I had fun watching these two, especially the man. He was so theatrical/dramatic. They are pictured in the first photo at the top of the post, where they are dancing the Paso Doble — the dance between the matador and the bull.
Watching the dancers reminded me of the dance show, "Dancing with the Stars".
Taking a break.
All the women dancers had their hair done nicely. Some with big red flowers in them.
More judges taking their job seriously. Watching closely and taking notes.
More beautiful hair styles and accessories.
A display of dance shoes for sale in the lobby.
A dance outfit is not complete without some sparkling jewelry.
Men’s dance shoes on display.
A man’s dance outfit on display.
Let’s go dancing, everyone!
On a hot summer day, the movie theater is one of the coolest places to be. These people have the right idea as they waited on line to buy tickets to see a movie. It was a pretty long line.
Another crowded day on 34th Street.
The street is filled with pedestrians who have
places to go, people to see and things to do.
What do you have to do this week? Have a good Monday, all!
The neighborhood of Washington Heights
A view of the Columbia-Presbyterian Hospital (Columbia University Medical Center) across the street.
A dog owners job is ongoing.
This older lady in her orange jacket caught my eye as she walked slowly in front of me. Others around her walked by quickly and disappeared. My eyes couldn’t help but follow her orange jacket. If she were lost in a crowd, one could certainly find her by the color of her jacket.
I’m hoping that the car belonged to this young man or perhaps his friend. He looked odd sitting on top of it, but he acted as if it was a completely normal thing to do. An odd sight, for sure. Lots of people passed by him but no one seemed surprised to see him there.
As I passed by him, I had to turn around to take one more look and one more photo.
I’m just glad it wasn’t a dog tied to the roof top.