May 16, 2010, was a lovely spring day in Park Slope, Brooklyn:
Baseball in Prospect Park. The game as God meant it to be played: under a gorgeous blue sky, on crisp green grass, flanked by majestic leafy trees. Love it.
Prospect Park Lake. I live a 15 minute walk away from this beauty. I’m a lucky guy.
Looking west down 9th Street from Prospect Park West. I love how the last sunlight of the day kisses the architectural accents on top of the row houses.
The soft light of sunset lights up the brownstones on 9th Street between 7th and 8th Avenue. I see almost this every non-cloudy day, and it never gets old.
One last look at brownstones at sunset on 9th Street.
Recently, statistician Nate Sliver devised a complex methodology for ranking quality of life in New York City neighborhoods, and Park Slope, Brooklyn, came out on top. Which is all fine and good, but I think these pictures say far more about what it’s like to live here than any dataset possibly could.