Triple Tuesday

On Triple Tuesday I find three things that catch my attention and categorize them. Today's themes are Change, Colorful and Classic.

Here is my favorite tree that I look at every morning when I wake up. She has changed to a complete goldenrod yellow. She is kinda shy so I only took a small pic of her..I wanted to get a full shot of her from outside at street level or from my fire escape but my neighbors across the street don't particularly care for folks taking pics with their windows in them..they literally come out and bark you out!! LOL!!...Oh well:)

This was a very pretty haystack that was created for the kids in Bryant park in Manhattan. The

bright purple and yellow blossoms and warm orange pumpkins gave me lots of colorful design inspirations..

This is my favorite..A little piece of Carnival in the city. The Bryant Park Restoration Corporation addition of the beautiful "Le Carrousel"fits so well with the park’s French classical style. It has fourteen 14 resin animals, replicas of classic carousel creatures, a few chariot-style benches while revolving to French cabaret classics such as 'La Vie en Rose''.

Despite the rain earlier in the day, for the short time that is stopped, it was a great afternoon..:) How was your Tuesday??

Be Well,

Ny

I remember this one

I love to write poems...its a passion of mine. Poetry became my vent to say what I couldn't dare out loud..especially when I was in love. Here is a poem I wrote to someone I was crazy about.....
YOU
I took a mental picture of you the day me met. To burn you in my mind lest I would not forget.It was that first glance, the welcome in your smile. Your eyes that said come closer to me, the memory alone drives me wild.You're the reason my body feels like a child. Vying for your attention, craving your affection.As a young girl I dreamed you, now you're reality, true perfection.

No treasures can quite compare to the knowledge you hold and wisdom you share.The intensity within your stare tell me your desires, your fears and your cares.You want to get close but i back away. The sounds of your voice compels me to stay.The intensity in your eyes leaves no doubt that you wish, to fulfill the desire of sharing a first kiss.The tenderness in your lips release guarded emotion. A prelude to soft sighs and passionate devotion.

In this moment I learn you're that man, of which women will search.They say women choose their man. But at this moment it is YOU who chose me first.
*Copyright A.Niblack-New York, NY 10/25/05
Oh yeah,....so what happened??? Let's just say our baby boy is our amazing testimony of love;)