“Why, hello there. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”
Daylight, that is. After I get home from work. For months, it’s been pitch black when I step out of the subway. Monday evening was the first time since I-don’t-even-remember that I saw daylight.
After clocks spring forward this Sunday (March 14), we’ll all be seeing a lot more of this in the evening.
All photos: Brian Hedden
Some pictures around Bensonhurst on Friday morning, after the snow storm. (All photos: Brian Hedden.)
More: Coney Island, Bay Ridge (here, here, and here), Gerritsen Beach, and Sunset Park.
A New York rainstorm is to umbrellas
What a light dusting of snow in Maryland is to cars
The $3 bagel-and-sausage sandwiches (coffee included) at Dale Bagels are not only good, are not only a good bargain, but they also heal people. Last Wednesday was shaping up to be a sick day for me – I had a sore throat, congestion, and slept in the neighborhood of a whole hour the night before. Yet after one of the aforementioned sandwiches (sans coffee) I felt not-sick and well-rested.
(photo credit: Brian Hedden)
This was Gravesend Park on Veterans’ Day. (Yeah – I’m a little lazy in getting this posted. Sue me.) I was surprised at how empty the playground and ballfield was, considering it was a school and bank holiday. Granted, I got here at 11am, but still. I would have expected it to be teeming with kids. Guess they were all still in their pajamas watching SpongeBob reruns on Nickelodeon?
Gravesend Park is not in Gravesend. The City Parks Department takes a shot at explaining away this inconsistency.
The City of Brooklyn first acquired this parcel in 1896 for construction of a disciplinary training school. The school closed in 1916 and parks acquired the property in 1917. Only 23 years had passed since Gravesend was its own town. McDonald Avenue, which lies a few blocks to the east, was still known as Gravesend Avenue, and parks were often named for nearby, major streets. While it is difficult to say absolutely, it seems likely that this park was named to honor Gravesend.
(photo credit: Brian Hedden)
I’m a cute kitty. Now worship me, insignificant human!
Preferably behind the ears. It itches back there.
