Argyle Rd.

This is my old neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York. Down around the corner of Cortelyou and Argyle roads, I remember snippets of my childhood, including bakery runs on Sunday morning, the playground around the corner, and even the walk up Argyle to Prospect Park.  Most of the neighborhood changed, but I was able to quickly find old bearings through my memories of this part of town. Most notably, the mural in Lt. Federico Narvaez Tot Lot has weathered the decades long between visits, and stands just as it did to me almost 20 years ago today.

Confetti everywhere

Yesterday was the Chinese New Year Parade in New York City, and I found myself photographing mostly children and people enjoying the parade, rather than the parade itself.  "Confetti everywhere" is all I could think, all I could seem to photograph all day.  Most of the enjoyment it seemed came from popping confetti tubes, which showered the streets and onlookers, covering the pavement with a pinkish, liquid mass.  It was a lot of fun, but once I got myself in the mind of a child, I began to enjoy the whole thing much more.  I would be curious, if anyone could tally a figure, of how many of those confetti shooters were used yesterday.

Big ups to the New York City sanitation workers who cleaned house after the parade.  They were working the moment the last float turned down Mott and Canal, and this morning is the cleanest I have seen Chinatown... for the entire year I have lived there!