Like most of Williamsburg, there’s a big new building in construction across the street from my apartment. The construction on this building is responsibile for the layer of pretty white power that greeting me as I entered my building last night. In New York Januarys, snow (in drifts not in dustings) is normal. But no, tomorrow it’s supposed to be in the 60s. And the white landscape is inside my apartment. We’ve been keeping the window open, because the steam pipes don’t know that it’s well (well) above freezing, and have been steaming merrily on, so the sticky construction dust found a home.
This morning, the construction site had other, um, technical difficulties. If you look closely on the right side of the first photo, you can see my window. Great.
Jenny | 07-Jan-07 at 1:16 pm | Permalink
I love your description of the steam pipes.
Auntie | 07-Jan-07 at 11:49 pm | Permalink
Across the street? Mantra: do not worry, it’s over and no one’s hurt; do not worry, it’s over and no one’s hurt; do not worry, it’s over and ….
Ruth | 10-Jan-07 at 2:40 pm | Permalink
Thanks Jenny!
Auntie, no, no one was hurt.