Garage doors that I see every day. On summer evenings, we will often sit across from these doors with a cocktail and watch the street go by. Taking a few steps closer brings a whole new perspective…Imagine that!
Waiting at JFK… After a wet, windy and wild weekend in NY…Perhaps the beer was a sign of things to come…a cancelled flight and eventually a return to another Blue Moon at JFK… The Adventure continues…
The streets are aglow with bright buds. The peonies our neighbour put into the garden spring up toward the bright warm sun. Skies are an incredible blue, people are outdoors and smiling… This afternoon the taxi driver driving me home quotes a Rumi poem in Persian to me. The meaning…
What a beautiful child! And he’s even wearing a clothes-line shirt!