Photo by myself around 38th Street and Eighth Avenue, on the West Side.
Don't be fooled by the glum faces and jackets. Spring has sprung!
We've had a blast of incredibly unseasonably warm weather in the last few days. It reached 73F (22C), Tuesday afternoon, which felt sultry.
People walked about wearing big silly grins. So. Not. New York.
Work has been demanding and my little Leica has been on the fritz. I've had to either lug around my Canon 40D with its huge lens, or use my little Canon point and shoot, which doesn't work so well.
The good news is, the Leica is getting repaired. I can't wait til it's back in my little hands!
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