Where I Won’t Be Today

Out there. Even though it’s already pretty over here on the West Side, by the Hudson River, they are working on making it even prettier. Here is a worker taking a break. It might be too small to see, but behind him are pots and pots and pots of what look like grass. That doesn’t make sense, right? Surely there are better ways to lay grass.

Today’s to-do: doctor’s appointment, copy edits, write acknowledgments, write up a couple of paragraphs about parallel worlds, follow-up with detectives, pedicure.

To-not: be outside very much if at all possible. It’s supposed to hit 100 for God’s sake. For instance, I was going to go to the library. That can wait. Oh and the gym, the gym. Yeah. Hmmm. I don’t think so.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “Where I Won’t Be Today

  1. May be that grass is zoysia?? or some other variety that does not need to be maintained.

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