Around 10:30 a.m. Sunday, the sun peaked through, the rain ceased and the Brooklyn Heights Promenade 
began brimming with folks and their dogs & cameras. Meanwhile, Hurricane Irene's flood waters have pretty much subsided across lower Manhattan.As the tropical storm approaches Rhode Island, the NYC forecast calls for winds to pick up slightly, but here, this bitch has bitten the dust.
So now, Mayor Bloomberg, instead of bragging about how well you protected the city by forcing 8 million folks in lockdown, explain how everybody you mandated into shelters is now supposed to get home without subways or buses. If it really takes eight hours to restore public transportation service, then get the process rolling right now, so that New York City can return to normal by tomorrow morning. And yet, for the first time all weekend... Bloomie is nowhere to be found.
Hard to see here, but hundreds of birds take refuge on a concrete slab along the East River against Brooklyn.
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