New York Monsters

This fellow was singing something lovely as I walked through Central Park. I complimented him on his lovely voice and he smiled shyly. 

Terry and the workmen were staring at something on an upper floor. The crabby construction guy on the left shooed me away from the site before I could figure out what it was.

This is Yorkle. He lives in the pond near the Boathouse in Central Park. He had a sore throat, and asked the neighborhood kids to take a look. He didn’t have strep, thank goodness.