Well, every Saturday since I started working at the Bronx House, anyway –

Morris Park train station; when I came here to talk to the woman that eventuallyhired me, there was snow falling on the tracks all the time. It was kind of cool.

Look, it’s the Empire State Building..

A traffic intersection that you can see from the station

Playing some perspective games with the train tracks.

Some twigs that didn’t get smashed by the train yet.
Fake trees in a sky of peeling paint with a train track earth?
Granite networks with a sprout of hope. Some interesting textures in the tracks. Look at the green sprig in the corner! I didn’t notice that at all when I took it. I’m also really glad the train didn’t come.

Eric says there’s a sphinx in the sky.

Down, down, down. Squinting at the sun. This is bad for your eyes.