Icky in Brooklyn

As I took a morning walk today, I noticed a shirt-and-tie guy standing talking to a few of the old-timers about real estate. (That was all I caught.) On my way back and around the corner, another shirt-and-tie was talking to a different old-timer around the block. I heard things like, "Oh, this house is going to my kids," and then, "Well if you ever change your mind," with a card being handed.

I think they have figured out that the older folks hang out on the stoops in the morning. Are we being invaded by obituary-reading-row-house-chasers?! Ah well, let's bring down our blood pressure with some of the more serene sights and sounds of the neighborhood from this week.