Guess what? It's August. Guess what happens in August? New York!
Hit it Frank.



Start spreadin' the news
He's leaving in 17 days
He wants to be a part of it
New York, New York

Those vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York

If he can make it there
He'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York

Let's have a little ambient photography -










Well I think I'm sufficiently over-excited now...until the next time I meander this way with the intention of writing...