The relatively warm temperatures also beckoned a jaunt out onto the terrace - to check out the loud noises that begin at 7 am on some days. The unmistakable sound of construction and development. And here is what I spied...
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An attempt to find balance, nature, and groundedness in New York City... starting from a container garden on a terrace, high above the streets of Yorkville... during whatever time is left over after days of toiling away as a recovering BigLaw attorney at a BigFin institution.... Welcome to my little terrace in the quintessential urban jungle!
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Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Blanking the Slate
New York City today reached the unseasonably high temperature of 57 degrees or so. Positively balmy. That called for seizing the day with a morning run - a way to clear the mind of the stresses of work, a way to counterbalance the caloric intake of the holidays.
The relatively warm temperatures also beckoned a jaunt out onto the terrace - to check out the loud noises that begin at 7 am on some days. The unmistakable sound of construction and development. And here is what I spied...
The cluster of three buildings caddy-corner from my terrace is almost completely demolished and gone - a virtual blank slate for them to start from. That happened quickly, I suppose, after a very long spell of nothing happening at all. Seems the Brearley girls will soon get their new "campus" building. I only hope it will be modest and unassuming, and block as little of the light and air as is possible.
The relatively warm temperatures also beckoned a jaunt out onto the terrace - to check out the loud noises that begin at 7 am on some days. The unmistakable sound of construction and development. And here is what I spied...
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