It’s definitely spring in NYC! Still a bit chilly, but the sun is shining (for now) and green things are growing. I love the nests of tulips along the bike path.
And in Abingdon Square, site of a sweet little farmers’ market and one of the city’s oldest parks.
The corner of Bleecker and 8th Ave., as seen from the square.
The West Village is full of visual goodies for a cyclist. Riding has really enriched my mental map of the city.
I had to stop in the flower district so I continued up 8th Ave., running into a street fair.
These used to be a summer thing; now they start in April and go well into the fall, sprawling all over town. Fairs mess up traffic patterns and parade the same shoddy commercial junk and lousy food, to no one’s great benefit, apparently. Down with them, I say.
Spotted on W. 28th St., from a storage company known for its ad zingers. This one’s my favorite.