Rain on the Verrazano
Over the last four years I have spent enough time in Brooklyn that I feel kind of like coming home when I go there. No wonder that when Wireless Doc posts a picture of dark grey clouds and rain over The Verrazano Bridge, complete with water and boats, I feel like my two homes are attempting to meet. I had the same spooky feeling this winter, when I found myself in the middle of a blizzard... in Bay Ridge.