It feels nice living in Brooklyn. You step off the train and it’s quiet. The skyline is lower than in Manhattan and you can even see stars at night. For the rest of the year we’ll commute Henry in to finish up his pre-K year with all of his friends. Next year he’ll go to Kindergarten a few blocks away. Till then, we’re back and forth on the F train. I sometimes snap a shot of this cool old Kentile sign from the train. The other day I grabbed a snap during a beautiful wintery sunset of the same sign from behind. It’s my own little instagram attempt at Monet’s haystacks ; )
Hope you stay warm on this blustery day. What an intense winter it’s been.