Brooklyn Harvest

Look what's growing outside our bathroom window:



Do not have the highest hopes for their edibility though--last year we tried to eat some and the flavor was weirdly astringent, with hardly any juice at all.

And, here are some pictures of Jean bike-riding on a lovely summer Saturday excursion we did a couple of weeks ago. There's a bike path that follows the Brooklyn waterfront from approximately Red Hook (where you cruisers departed last month) down to Coney Island, which I had never visited in five years chez NYC. The boardwalk had a very quirky, multi-national crowd; Spanish-speakers doing a beach dance contest, Russian-speakers in Euro-type bathing costume, burkha-wearers walking on the sand. Did not take any pictures of this, but here's Jean with the Verrazano bridge:



But summer seems to be over, at least as far as New York is concerned! We're about to haul out the duvet and winter sweaters over here.