My mom used to say “pink is for girls, blue is for boys.” I wonder what she would think of this pink brownstone. Read more about it at Gothamist. I think it’s funny and sweet, but I wouldn’t want to live there. I did, however, live in a condo in a light pink building during my last year of college in San Diego.

Not mine. One of my neighbors is a member of the Bacon of the Month Club. Mmm, bacon.

Every summer, the neighbors in the building next door have erected an inflatable pool. One year, they left it up for so long, the water turned a lovely shade of green. Another year, they let it sit, deflated, into the winter months, so the shallow pool froze into an ice skating pond for the local squirrels. It’s nice to see they have not failed us this year. We can’t wait to see what becomes of this one.

The annual Gay Pride Parade made it’s way downtown and right into my neighborhood in the West Village, so I checked out the festivities for a few minutes (truthfully, that’s about all I could tolerate). It’s definitely one of the most colorful celebrations in the city, and I’m not talking about the flags!

The crowd gathered just one block from my building.

The best vantage point was above the street, out of the crowds.

There were endless floats with people dancing to really loud music.

Pride was an excuse for all the street vendors to hawk rainbow goodies.

Gay superheroes?

In SF and NY, Pride seems to be an excuse to walk around in your skivvies!

Yesterday morning, I noticed a fun variety of seating options at this bus stop. Hopefully people will leave the chairs alone, as I think it adds a lot of character to this corner of Brooklyn! The 3rd chair from the left is my favorite - reminds me of a chair in my grandma’s kitchen.

Union St. and 5th Ave., Brooklyn, NY