Friday, September 26, 2014

East, through Harlem


Every few weeks I walk east, way east, through Spanish Harlem, to do some shopping.




If I had a garage for it and the gas, I'd be tempted.


Peppers, I think...


...I guess, after the divorce, you need the movers?


Dominican Republic, and Puerto Rico, babee. Byoodeeful.

Which makes me think of Pablo.

3 comments:

  1. Your city posts, especially the elevated gardens, really inspire me. On a recent trip to Philly I totally loved looking for those bits and pieces growing unexpectedly in the cityscape.

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  2. Ditto. That poem. Lisa

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