It's ok that we never update this...

Here's something just to freshen it up.

It's Not On Fire

I've gotten into the habit of snapping the ESB in all its different conditions. Last week, it was foggy.

The Moon Tapped Our Shoulders

Last night on the train back to Brooklyn, Shelley gasped, "The Moon!" It was a huge, pulsing orange orb shimmying its way up from the horizon. Yikes! We got off at the next stop and ran to try and find it, but it was hiding. Finally, while walking next to the park, we both felt a strange presence at our backs and turned around. Now silver but still huge, the moon loomed behind some trees. We ran into a dark open field in the park to try and see it better. It's next to Shelley's feet.

i've been doing a terrible job.

because i've been doing tons and tons of things. plus, the election had me in a permanent state of distraction, like it did everybody else. here is a let's-get-back-into-this-habit post of a picture from our trip down to rockland a few weekends ago to scope out possible living spots, eat blueberry pancakes at the diner, and throw rocks in the big, big water that i get to live near again in just six months. just six months. just six months.

The Last of Its Kind

...at least this year.

Food is Life

When things get tough and sad and overwhelming, it's good to enjoy the small pleasures in life. This weekend Devon and I went to breakfast at the Brown Betty cafe on Grand Avenue. And the food looked so beautiful and tasted even better.


Those are salmon fritters, cheesy eggs and grits. Everything was SPICY.


Lemon waffles, carmelized bananas and chicken sausage. Oh the lusciousness.

SIGH.

Some Skies

Sometimes magnificent things happen in the sky here.



This is the view from a frequent train stop of mine. Smith-9th Streets on the F line.



Early morning out the WNYC building window by the elevators.

click on them! make them big!