This was one of my longtime favorite images from my earliest days playing around with a camera. It's just one of those shots where you're looking at one thing -- the sunset over the water -- and it's an OK photo. But then you get that one element that makes it a better photo -- in this case, the fisherman silhouetted in the sunset.
No adjustments made; that's the way it looked atop a West Village apartment building.
This was the first really chilly evening of the season. I relented and pulled out the heavier winter coat and wore a knit cap and a scarf for the first time, too.
I'm sure I could find out how many different addresses the series of interconnected buildings of Chelsea Market have, but I'm a bit lazy at the moment.
I open two windows -- one for each of them, in theory -- and yet they often seem to find themselves squeezing onto the same sill.
As I was scurrying around the internets on my laptop this afternoon, I looked out the front windows and noticed the bare branches casting their crooked shadows on the house across the street. My camera bag was right at my feet, so I grabbed this shot.
