Spring has finally arrived in Brooklyn. I’m writing this post out on the deck, in a short-sleeved t-shirt. After such a drab, low-key winter, any day that brings sunshine and a warm breeze is a gift. The sky is a milky blue filled with jet streams. The birds are alive with conversation–pigeon, sparrow, crow,Continue reading “A little bit of heaven”
I rarely leave by 6 sharp. A whole other world In motion outside. The witching hour for dog walkers, dear canine friends. Strutting, sniffing bark. A man with webbed feet: shoes for the street and surf stands By the closing doors.