





Bread and Brine owners Jeremy Mclellan, Alex Sze, and Corey Gelber pose outside their Hastings-on-Hudson, NY restaurant.
Seniors enjoying a warm sunny day in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A mail carrier out making his rounds in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A thank you sign on a post. One of many gestures of gratitude that can be seen outside homes and in yards in the village of Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Seven-year-old Simon Lan and his mother wave at the passing fire truck, part of the birthday drive-bys organized by the Hastings-on-Hudson Fire Department.
Street scene in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Skateboarders hanging out by the Hastings-on-Hudson train station.
A firefighter looks out from his window while responding to an alarm in the Greystone neighborhood of Yonkers, NY.
Gino Uli, the owner of Divino, poses inside his restaurant in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Ellen Sledge, the owner of Penny Lick, poses outside her ice cream shop in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A woman reads a newspaper inside a laundromat in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A cyclist rides past closed businesses in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A man walks his dog in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A girl walks her dog in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A new memorial called “Ribbons of Remembrance” now stands at Lenoir Preserve overlooking the Hudson River and the Palisades dedicated to Westchester County residents who have lost their lives to COVID-19.
Enjoying a quiet contemplative moment, a woman sits down to view the sun set over the Palisades Cliffs in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Firefighters gathered in front of the Andrus-on-Hudson senior nursing home to cheer and thank the nurses and staff who work in the front lines of the COVID-19 pandemic.
A jogger runs in front of the St. John’s Riverside Hospital in Yonkers, NY.
Pedestrians wearing face masks walk past a thank you sign in the village of Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Sitting by their apartment window, two girls bang their pots and clap in appreciation of the frontline healthcare workers in Yonkers, NY.
A train conductor peers out of a window wearing a mask from a departing Metro-North train at the Greystone station in Yonkers, NY.
A local wine store in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY advises customers to keep their social distance.
A woman wearing a face mask walks past a local market in the village of Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
It’s the third week of the quarantine and the days now starting to blend with one another. The weekends, which used to provide an escape from the daily work routine and a much-needed break from the commute to the city, seem to have lost all meaning. Yesterday, as I walked through the neighboring village of Hastings-On-Hudson, I saw a teenage girl riding her skateboard down Main Street wearing a surgical mask. A scene that may have looked odd only a few weeks ago now a sign of the new normal.
View of St. Matthews’s Catholic church in Hastings-On-Hudson, NY. Due to the virus outbreak, the church has canceled all on-site services. Instead, services are now being streamed via Facebook.
By now we’ve all heard the stories of New York City residents who give a nightly round of applause to the healthcare workers and other people who keep life moving. While I haven’t seen that gesture of gratitude here, as I was walking, I did notice this thank you sign hanging from a light post outside a home.
The owner of a car repair shop peers out from his window in Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
Discarded surgical gloves left on a supermarket parking lot in Dobbs Ferry, NY.
The Stars and Stripes fly in the yard of a home in Yonkers, NY.
A senior resident peers into the closed library in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York.
In an attempt to stay sane during these strange and trying times we’re living in, I’ve decided to create a photo diary that I hope to update on a daily basis. Today I went out for a long walk in the neighboring town of Hastings-on-Hudson, NY. There I came across this scene of the senior man peering into the closed library, which gave me a sense of the isolation we’re all experiencing now. The accompanying photo of the book was taken at a small park next to the library. The book had already been placed there and the wind had blown it open, tearing some of the pages and scattering them on the grass below. As I approached it, a gust of wind flipped it to the title page. It felt as if the photography gods had set it up for my picture.
A book lies open atop a stone wall in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York