We ate at Smith St. restaurant Wild Ginger on Saturday to celebrate a visit from my mother and sister. This installation of bulbs and jars hangs over the bar at the front - I admired the way the upended jars gave me the sense that all the pet bugs had just been freed.
At Historic Richmond Town in Staten Island this barrel of old nails was among the artifacts in Mr. Black's general store. Not actually for sale, though, but a compelling macro subject not just for me but for my daughter, who took the picture below.
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I like you and your daughter's photos. Your daughter's eyes are like you. ^^
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