There’s something lovely about all the restaurants who are taking outdoor seating to a whole new level. While indoor dining is prohibited, New York City is allowing restaurants to take over the sidewalks and even spill out into the streets, many are taking advantage of this by decorating huge planters with flowering vines, stringing up lights, assembling umbrellas and canopies, and making their newly acquired outdoor spaces enticing. So much so that I am reminded of European cities where you can stroll along a street only to turn a corner and be met with a lovely little restaurant with outdoor seating, little wooden tables, tiny lights and lots of greenery.
For some restaurants, this may even be enough to keep them afloat for a little while longer. I hope so. New York City has been devastated by this pandemic, but the creativity of business and restaurant owners has been nothing short of brilliant. That many are taking their cues from countries that have long enjoyed, and perfected outdoor dining, using city streets and sidewalks, it’s not only encouraging, but a wonderful thing to see.
Every evening at around 6:30 or 7 my husband and I go up to our roof, taking in the sunset, the cooler air and the joy of being outside together. Since neither of us venture out much these days it’s a nice way to spend time together while also being outside.
The photo above of the full moon on the 4th of July reminded me of the designer/artist Hilde Morin, born in Venezuela of Belgian descent, now living in Oregon, whose work I’ve long admired. She does the most wonderful cityscapes, that are evocative and beautiful.
I also love the pieces she does, which she entitles “Curves”.
The construction site across the street from us has stepped up their activity. Beginning promptly at 8am, the drilling begins. At the moment, they seem to be drilling through rock or concrete, but it’s hard to know. Whenever I peer out the window I can see a lone man operating a large piece of machinery and every now and then a second man will appear holding a small shovel or, as is the case at this very moment, a very small white plastic bucket. Begging the question – what exactly does he have in that tiny bucket, or what does he intend to put into it? Regardless, none of this bodes well for the duration of the construction of this building. At this rate it will be years in the making. However I am, once again, reminded of human perseverance in the face of monumental tasks.
The ability we humans have to adapt to the most horrific situations is a constant reminder of our resilience, determination, courage and creativity.
And I take great solace in that.