“Summer makes me drowsy,
Autumn makes me sing,
Winter’s pretty lousy,
but I hate Spring.”
– Dorothy Parker
It was such a beautiful day and evening here in New York, so utterly spring like. As I type this “weather.com” tells me the temperature is a balmy 44 degrees heading for 38, so good for the flowers.
The forecast says it will rocket up to 50 degrees F (that is 10 Celsius for the rest of the world and 283.15 Kelvin for you nerd photogs out there…) on Friday.
Without further ado I give you SPRING!
If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn’t need to lug around a camera.
Every time I see the ACM and MTM, I have a camera with me as well as my iPhone. I never take a picture…What is that?
We had a lovely dinner tonight at Covo up on 133rd and 12th Avenue. Mama is nearing the end of this leg of her book tour, MTM is ending a convention and I just wrapped up another 12 days in a row of work so while not running on empty we all could use a fill up. Nevertheless a fun evening.
But the question is why do I never pull out my camera when I see them?
Before I met them I spent some time walking the river.
I’VE STOLEN YOUR WORDS
After Shelomo Ibn Gabiriol
I’ve stolen your words, I don’t deny it—
I ate them and broke teeth on the liberation wall;
did I think I could soar with your songs
or use them to hide my flaws? I did.
Can a woman scale the tree of life
and eclipse the application of light in the world?
It’s always, I think, a simple plan of clouds:
can the East River be drained with a teaspoon?