First Weekend of June, In the Books (2019)

A most lovely weekend.  (More narrative to come, maybe, depending on time ... always that most elusive of resources - time....  Update: Photo captions - quickest way to put it all into context.  Even then, only after a near-week lag.  And in fits and spurts, at that, so as not to waste the beautiful sunshine of weekend days.)

Honeysuckle - on the brink of bursting open.  One of the few planter residents to survive the Hard Years (2017's terrace door leak, leading to no means of egress to provide care into November; 2018's building roof repair and year-round scaffolding and construction debris; and two winters).  View looking westward.

More honeysuckle.  View northward.

Planted carrot tops - experimentations with food waste.  The millennials have coined a term for it - "regenerative gardening" or something like that, as learned - the term, not the technique (which, of course, has been around and practiced forever) - from Danny Seo.

Campanula, almost.

Fuschia pop'ems - need to figure out their proper name.  Another terrace jungle stalwart. 

New neighborhood spot try - Pitchounette81.  Lovely atmosphere, with outdoor seating option (full on the warm Friday evening, but there was a table by the open back windows, and the front floor to ceiling glass accord I an doors were thrown open, so even inside felt somewhat connected to the outdoors, and was quite lovely), good food.  This was the beat tartare, with a nice ginger note.

Risotto.  Not exactly French, but vegetarian.  It was very nice.

Enjoyed Pitchounette so much that a repeat visit for brunch beckoned.  Again the back seats were all taken, but the front table was available for the French bistro experience.  Here, the upside down cheese souffle with tomato coulis - yummy, although not quite filling enough, so...

... French toast for dessert (Sissy's well enjoyed mussels in the background there). 

To work it all off, a walk in the park.  Climbing hydrangea - maybe?

The tree playing host to the climbing hydrangea.

Alliums - here now....

Oh ho!  First outdoor movie of the season.

Perfect June rose.

White dogwood.

Eastward toward Roosevelt Island, hosting this year's Figment art festival.

More roses... 

... cascading over a stone wall.

Peter Pan, amid his June neighbors. 

Iris.

Yet another rose specimen in its prime.

Peony.

Rosebush in the foreground, esplanade in the back.

Red rose close up. 

Ready for the movie, with other Yorkvilleans.  Courtesy of Councilmember Ben Kallos.

Simple quick dinner for the movie - edamame noodles, dressed in leftover tahini, with farmer's market sugar snap peas, slivered almonds, shiso from the terrace. 

Mary Poppins!  Emily Blunt, with UTJG's former fellow Hunter schoolmate (several years younger) and hyphenated moniker carrier, Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Sunday musings.  Bonus hydrangea from the farmer's market, courtesy of Sikking Farm Flowers, on the mantle.  Waiting for Sissy to bring the mesh produce bag so as not to need a plastic bag, the Sikking started to wrap and gave away the last of its stems so as not to have to carry them back to Vineland, New Jersey.  Good karma for environmental consciousness.  Trying to pay it forward.

Spent alliums in the building front garden beds.  Observed on the second - yes, second! - exercise outing of the weekend.

Yellow peonies.

Mystery flower - St. John's wort?

Architecturally tall flower spike.

Plants in a tree hollow.  A pirate's treasure, perhaps, across from Peter Pan.

Clematis.

Treasure chest tree.

Viburnum?

Viburnum - zoomed out.

Poppies?

Mandevilla, finally planted.  And the one pot actually yielded three plants!  Nice selection by Sissy, all for $6 - a veritable bargain.

Geraniums, close to established.

Dead mandevilla, removed to make room for the new.  But tubers?  Yup.  The interwebs say they are of no use for propagation, that they are food and water stores for times of stress.  Poor thing.  It was subjected to quite a bit of all that.

Westward.  Toward the June sunset.