Day Job…

Photographer/ Entrepreneur by night/ weekend (and every second in-between!)…. Environmental Engineer by day. The cat’s out of the bag. Yes, this is what I do to support my expensive hobbies – aka primarily photography (ok, that’s way more than just a hobby) AND living in Brooklyn which implies brunching, boutique-ing, eating, breathing, yogi-ing, etc. (you get the picture).


Note the Duct Tape to keep tics from crawling up my legs!

My interest in nature and rocks led me to study geology and environmental science, which has thus led to my latest endeavor in the world of environmental consulting. What better place to take a stab at cleaning up the planet? Why, that would be New York City my dears!


Ergonomics? I think not.

Here’s a look at some of the day-to-day field work from this spring: Off-Road groundwater sampling in the woods of Newark (who knew there were trees there?!), Groundwater/ soil sampling in good ol’ Mid-Town West, and the lovely air monitoring site down by the bay (where the watermelons grow) in Brooklyn.


No watermelons here…

Who said the ladies don’t like getting a bit of dirt under their nails?? Well these days I don’t get my nails done; I get car washes. That’s girl power.

Dogs: Good for the Soul.

This girl can turn heads.

Dogs. They’re good for us homo sapiens in so so many ways. I’m sure 99.9% of you already know that, but in case you’ve forgotten – look it up. Whether it’s for your mind, body or soul, canines have all bases covered.

Saturday afternoons post-brunch in Williamsburg are best spent soaking up vitamin D at the N 6th Piers – you know – in front of those fancy hi-rise Edge condos (yes, they have indoor pools…). A great place to lounge on benches, catch (or miss by 2 seconds) the East River Ferry, orĀ  people-watch. The N 6th Piers are also a great place to partake in my newest leisurely activity: dog-watching.

I mean, who doesn’t love cooing and awe-ing and coveting all those well-manicured mutts and purebreds of Willysburg? Step aside babies in your mini fedoras and Chucks!

Case in point: I was helping a friend dog-sit this past weekend and Holy Moly is her dog gorgeous. Maddie, the 2-year-old Burmese Mountain Dog heart-breaker literally turned heads everywhere we walked (see photo). Maybe it’s the breed, or maybe it’s my new hat that had everyone going bonkers (I think Maddie can take credit here). Complete strangers would go OUT of their way to approach Maddie (after of course me giving them permission & telling them that she was the friendliest dog in the world) and would do the whole, “OMG! I NEED THAT DOG IN MY LIFE!!”

What was it about Maddie that turned heads? Her mushy demeanor, her perfectly symmetrical markings, or her downright cute face? I’d like to say it’s a combination.

Here’s my theory: We are all drawn toward the things that make us feel loved, safe, and happy. Dogs satisfy each of these basic needs, and we are thus drawn to them. When people crossed paths with Maddie, they experienced her energy: a healthy mixture of calmness, goofiness, trust, and loyalty. That’s what drew in the love.

Walking Maddie

Maddie, the irrestable

This reminds me of something that I’ve been feeling for a while and perhaps you have too. For several months, I’ve felt an overwhelming urge to adopt a dog. I wanted one so badly, that I didn’t realize my want stemmed from an absence of love, happiness, and safety within myself. Once I addressed each of my these needs through some much-needed soul searching (so easy to lose it every once in a while in NYC), I finally made peace with the fact that simply adopting a dog would not fill the void and that I had to do so myself. So to all you potential dog-adopters out there, make sure you’re bringing a new member of the family home for the right reasons. If you’re lonely, perhaps get to know yourself all over again and enjoy being with just you.

A Happy Home makes for a Happy Dweller, which makes for an even happier Canine…. We’re all working on the former, and as soon as I can manage to cut my commuting time back, I’ll work on the latter : ) Until then, Volunteer! (more on that later…)


Spotted on Greenpoint Avenue this afternoon on my ridiculously long drive home from work today. This sighting could not have crossed my path at a better time… After conquering Manhattan grid-lock and the BQE parking lot (not really a parking lot for all you non-5-boro-er’s, but so after 6:15am and before 10:13pm) I once again found myself in queue behind school buses, dump trucks, and impatient 18-wheelers, all trying to make the impossible left-hand turn onto Franklin Street. I had just about HAD it with NPR’s repeating stories from 6am this morning, and had quasi-aggressively smashed the power button OFF on my poor Mazda’s dash, when I looked to my left and… viola!! some much-needed humor to begin my evening with!

It’s funny that I’ve passed by this live poultry S-laughter house dozens of times on my commute to a field site in LIC, but I hadn’t noticed the sign’s latest revisions. BK HumorLesson of the day: We can ALL use a good chuckle/giggle/laugh once in a while. The more the better.

Keep laughing, Brooklyn!