These were taken last weekend when it was cloudy, stormy, and also stiflingly humid. I dressed to match the sky, Devin and I moped about the grounds of St. John's for a while, spied on peacocks, and then finally gave up on being outside and retreated to the airconditioned confines of our apartment, covered in a film of sweat. Gotta love New York City in late July.
The entire day was extremely gray.
Conquering lapsed construction.
Pigeons squabbling over pellets.
Hello, peacock face.
Can we go home now?
I love to look at birds from afar, but the closer you get the more obvious it becomes that they're basically modern dinosaurs. Begone, velociraptor!
I don't want summer to end, but I am hungry for fall temperatures. It's a conundrum.