In the beginning I chose to only photo-wander in the mornings. It fit into my scheduled, however recently I decided to let my photo-wandering exist of the other side of time. The people still mostly ignored me, the sun on my head , the concrete jungle ate my feet.
A day in New York is like the seasons of Northeast America , spring is the morning. Summer is the day, fall in the evening and winter is the night. I love the spring and the morning however change is good and occasionally it’s nice to break out of my comfort zone and do something different. So this was a day of learning a satisfying a bit of photo-wander lust.