Last night, it was still light out at quarter past six. I left my coat at home (it was 70 degrees in New York City yesterday), and took a walk to the cheese shop. Along the way, I spotted a man playing violin on a crowded street corner. People sat on their fire escapes and watched, legs dangling. It made me happy. Then I came home and stumbled upon a photo of a broccoli treehouse, and that made me happy, too.
Find all this and more at artist Brock Davis's treasure trove of a website, here.