Eartha, Gladys, and Mimi playing around. I don't know why I remember their names. Cosette stood by watching as usual, wary of these rambunctious pups.

At the dog run in Fort Tryon Park

Jenny must have been the one who posted these flyers in our apartment complex. I'm pretty sure she's the only one in our building who rows.

The sun setting on the Heights

Heading up to the supermarket. This is about a fifteen minute walk from my apartment, so I've learned to shop light (not too much glass) and carry a backpack because those groceries get so heavy on the walk home. See this guy at the bottom? He was stretching before running up the stairs and asked his friend to time him. This area is a large Jewish community. Behind me about a block away is a synagogue.

Going home from that super nice market in my neighborhood. New York is flat, but of course I live in the area with hills. Fortunately this one has stairs.