I KEEP TRYING to capture the light. The ephemeral, late afternoon, early January light. As I went about my mundane errands, on the most ordinary stretches of Brooklyn street, I was taken again and again by the beauty of the fading day.
The morning light ain’t bad, either. Below, Grand Army Plaza as the new year dawned.
It’s been mild, and the flowers are confused. I think that may be a quince, below, doing its thing quite out of season.
One of my errands today was finding some lunch, which I did at a kooky new cafe on Atlantic Avenue.
Their signature dish is the M.O.B., a sort of deep dish pizza shaped, I kid you not, like the arches of the Brooklyn Bridge.
I had the “Smiley,” with tofu and arugula ($8). Delicious.
My rounds took me to Park Slope, by which time it was dark. One of my favorite neons provided illumination.
My best wishes to everyone for 2012. Happy days ahead!
May the longtime sun shine on you
All love surround you
And the pure light within you
Guide your way on…