My Week in Review: Week 33

When thinking about this blog post and this past week I thought, oh, meh, I didn’t do much this week. Ha. So funny how the brain works.

The week started with another night of dog-sitting.

The next day a friend and I went to a place we’d never been a little bit out east on the Island, Quogue Wildlife Refuge. I was hoping for a little exercise with some nice foliage views. But it seems like the foliage is turning sooo slowly here this here!

On the way home we stopped at a charming farm stand in Westhampton.

How cute are these white pumpkins? I think I like them better than the traditional orange ones!

While I passed on the bread-pies, I did pick up a couple ears of corn that served as dinner a few nights this past week. Yum.

Ya gotta love a big ice cream cone.

I’m still trying to assemble a full 2-weeks’ worth of work outfits. I liked this one in theory but not so much in actual execution. I did like this black I.N.C. cardigan from Gwynnie Bee, but I sent it back because I know I have a similar one somewhere that’s been in hiding since September. Where could that thing be??

I haven’t been cooking much recently, but the little bit of cold-snap we had this week inspired me to make something warm and cozy…so vegan cream of spinach soup and garlic toast crouton sticks. Yum.

I posted this fun shoot. I LOVED this dress. It’s SO easy and comfy…but it didn’t make sense to spend money on it now as it’s really more of a warm weather item. I sent it back to Gwynnie Bee but I’ll recloset it next March.

The kids yesterday morning as I was heading out.

Yesterday we visited Welling Court in Astoria, Queens, which is a several-block-wide street art/graffiti collective.

I love this one. Look at the detail in the little fox curled up in the lower corner.

Two-faced man.

Elephant has many stories to tell.

I would live there.

Pretty.

Everything important is invisible. Amen.

Fake wooden sneakers.

Someone had a good night. Or a bad one.

Schlubby but comfy on our day of a lot of walking.

Jimmy the Angel. Not to be confused with Johnny Angel.

A little birdie told me it’s almost Halloween.

I liked this funny little squished-in house.

And this one, part old shiplap type wood and part modern concrete brick.

Looking up.

Then I got to fulfill a bucket list item – riding the Roosevelt Island tram!!!

We were almost as high as the 59th Street Bridge. For a million years I’ve driven across this bridge, wishing I was on the tram. And now I was!

We were so high!!!

Hello Tram Friends!

On the Manhattan side, we tried to go in here for lunch. Fail.

More looking up. Never forget to look up.

The End.