Umbrella Love: Umbrella-Lovely Labor Day

Thanks to the Hurricane Ernesto, who blew right up the skirt of the East Coast over the weekend, it was a smashing time for photographing my broken umbrellas. They look pretty much the same in Brooklyn as they do in Boston... with the exception of the Russian orthodox church.

(Apparently this bike below, a bright blue Schwinn, is the bike to have if you live in Williamsburg, which was just so hip I almost couldn't take it. But the bike... I want that bike. Especially since my Raleigh was stolen. Note the umbrella in the trash.)

More hipsters of Williamsburg.

Brooklyn showed us a good time. We stayed in Greenpoint with Sam, who was throwing a green-themed party in honor of her new neighborhood.

It's a Polish neighborhood, so to Matt it felt like a family reunion. He took us to lunch at Lomzynianka, boasting the best Polish food in the neighborhood, and I made him pose in front of Matt's Cafe.

Here's a little taste of the area we explored.

This is a band rehearsal we stumbled upon in a riverside park.

I thought this was hilarious: it sort of looks like the guy who's putting up the billboard is in the ad himself. I wish I could have stayed to see the finished product.

No parking, huh? Unless you drive this car.

And finally... to start off the weekend, I made dinner for Matt's birthday last Friday night. This may seem like a nice gesture, but if you know me you'll understand that it was a much larger display of affection. Cooking, yeah... I don't really do that.