Missing

There are sights that I see sometimes here in New York and they remind me of another place.
They make me wish I was there, in that other place.
Sights that were a daily part of our lives. Colors, sights and sounds , they all stay with us .. Sometimes we think we have forgotten but all it takes is one sight .. one sound .. a certain color and it all comes back to you ..

A small mews near where our home was .. shops and homes and excellent restaurants on a cobblestone street.
























The daily skateboarders .. up those stairs to the street, flying down, around the curve, stopping on a dime if needed .. Parks on all sides.





Afternoon light on my neighbors building




Another neighboring building, the color of
the sky is typical .. so very blue.