Showing posts with label Brooklyn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brooklyn. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter!

Easter is a good day to get back into the blog. My absence was mostly due to the new job, some business trips, and the long winter where I just couldn't take or post another flake of snow.  I've missed blogging and visiting everyone else most of all!  So, after a lovely morning in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, I am very happy to be back!



A busy lady

Her man spent his time strutting and keeping an eye on the other guys

Some of the cherry blossom trees are in bloom.


Looks like the venus fly trap of tulips.



The magnolia trees are magnificent!





The "quick fix" in the Picasa software created a very odd look for this catfish in the lily pond.  We think they put the catfish in the ponds to clean them up.

The end of the blooms on daffodil hill.  

The main lawn with the cherry blossom trees still in bud. They look to be timed perfectly for the Sakura Matsuri festival at the end of April.




Discarded building ornaments at the back of the Brooklyn Museum.

And some beauties back on Clinton Avenue.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Household Oddities

Brrr - cold and windy today.   I was out and about without the camera yesterday, and today I'm enjoying a warm cup of tea, some delicious sweet rosemary shortbreads from our grateful neighbor and waiting for the sun to come around to our side of the building.

Here are some other dwellers in our apartment that are looking forward to direct sunlight.  Plumbago - we had a lighter variety from my aunt that is very popular along the coast in Spain, but we took its winter dormancy period too literally and killed it.  We got this variety which produces fewer flowers in the flower heads, but is more at home in this area - we've seen in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Early this year, after letting it get too leggy (we have a lot to learn), we cut way back and thought we would get no blooms until next summer. But the odd single flowers are showing up now.

























I bought this coffee plant in a supermarket about 4-5 years ago when it was about 5 inches tall.  Now it is over 4 feet and very full.  This is the first year we got beans!  1. I'm wondering how it got pollinated - not many coffee plants in Brooklyn.  2. If I plant a bean, will another grow?  Too few for even the smallest doll-size cup of espresso.


























Oxalis Triangularis are supposed to go dormant for a few months every year, but ours never do.  They grow toward the sun and close up at night.  They would look better in a window, but our wards munch on them.  We keep these shelves full to discourage more snacking.

The piece on the wall to the right is one of a pair. We took it to the Antiques Roadshow in Connecticut a few years ago.   I don't think the expert really knew what they are, but he guessed they probably came from a Mediterranean Church during WW2.  My aunt found them in an antiques store years and years ago, and they were on a porch for a long time.  Our typically over-heated Brooklyn apartment is drying them out and the paint is chipping, but I still love them.

A note about AR - when you see the show, everyone is so happy and having a great time (like we did), but I was surprised at the amount of people who were annoyed or outright angry that their treasures were not worth what they expected.  PBS should do one show, or segment, of people storming out telling everyone who will listen that these "so-called experts don't know $%@&."  And don't ever bring a painting to AR - those lines were the longest!

The true odd Bean, Mr. Beans, catching those first rays of sunshine as they hit the apartment around 12:20pm at this time of year.  From left, a coffee tree branch, the infamous pot of grass and the ficus tree that wants to take over our whole apartment.  It has given me 5 sons and daughters from cuttings, but really, who needs that many ficus trees?!



































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Saturday, October 23, 2010

Odd Sights In and Out

This monster sandwich greeted everyone at the Brooklyn Flea this morning - some advertising for an online food specialty something or other.  Now, I can understand little kids thinking it was real, but more than a few big folk had to ask.  Talk about squeaky meats*.




Lola is loving her patch of grass.  
She has made it clear she does not want it cut.  
If this was outdoors, we'd be "THAT" neighbor  - 
the bane that causes all the crab grass and dandelions in the area.  


















NEXT WEEK:  the spectacular Great PUPkin - an annual dog costume contest in Fort Greene Park, and then the amazing Halloween extravaganza down the block (they close the street) - this year's theme: Vampire Opera.  Overall, a photographer's delight!

*Squeaky meats is a nearly registered trademark phrase that my husband came up with for all the hipster doofuses in the neighborhood.


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Monday, October 4, 2010

Saturday Brooklyn Flea

The Brooklyn Flea, a block from home, has become trouble - too much tempting stuff for sale.  I bring my camera now in order to focus more on getting "good shots" rather than "must-have" items.  It works!  This Saturday past was the first day in a long while that required closed toe shoes and socks - always an Autumnal milestone.  I love the cooler weather, but it takes a few days for my feet to adjust.





Not sure what fascinated me more - 
the lampshade or the vendor's outfit.






Saturday, February 13, 2010

Snow Cat!

I know we've all seen our share of snow photos, but snow cat is too good not to put out here.  She is over 4 feet tall!  I've added a few other shots from the day after the big storm here in Brooklyn.  The last one was taken out the bedroom window during a brief lull during the storm.


































 

 
 

Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Brooklyn Flea

The famous Brooklyn Flea Market started in a school yard a block away.  Famous you ask?  Well, when Martha Stewart claims it to be one of her favorite places, and my mother in NH asks me if I've heard of it, it doesn't get more famous than that.  No tube socks or used make-up here.  For the winter, it is now housed in an historic, and rather phallic, old building - the Williamsburgh Savings Bank that is the centerpiece of the view from our apt.  They kept all the old features (customer counters, mosaic tile ceilings, light fixtures) in the public area, and it makes for a dramatic setting for some fun and tasty, if rather expensive, finds.