It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas

It's Christmas in New York again. Wow, it seems like only yesterday that I visited the environs of Times Square after the New Year's Eve hoopla. A sign in a local eatery read: "We are closed for Happy New Year." In retrospect, I'd classify that sentiment as wishful thinking.

I pass by this sign in a local bodega's window quite often. It's never once made my mouth water. For some strange reason, though, it always makes me think of the Burgermeister Meisterburger.

Nearby building's holiday decor didn't survive a night. Time to replace the board.

Bought my tree here. On the pricey side this year.

The squirrels in these parts have obesity issues.

Once upon a time, watching nighttime snowfall with the aid of a street light was pretty exciting. Not so much anymore.

Old meets newer meets new. And the winner: Old!

Read a news account of a Manhattan tree seller asking for over two hundred dollars for a seven footer. He complained that business was down this year. I wonder why?

Before political correctness took hold, I would have said this photo was taken in the Bum Park North. But in the interest of PC, I won't.

Snow remnants always remind me of Frosty in the greenhouse. "Happy Birthday!"

Snow on subway tracks translates into lots of blue sparks. Very Christmassy.

These frozen pizzas always look good, but rarely taste good.

Gave proof through the night that our flag at Stew Leonard's Christmas Shop was still there.

"The Bronx is up, but the Battery's down."

My preferred kind of snowflake nowadays.

For the Three Wise Men, it's New Jersey or bust. Oh little town of Fort Lee...how congested we see thee lie.

But they'll be a little late...bridge traffic. Hope it's not another traffic study.

Madison Avenue used to be able to sell snowflakes to Eskimos.

Henry Hudson Parkway...George Washington Bridge...say it ain't so...two dead white guys...

If you believe in yesterday, don't bother calling.

(Photos from the personal collection of Nicholas Nigro)