A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
Because I would see things like this. A magical view, no? That building almost doesn’t look real.
But, then I also see things like this. You are the poison! I feel for people who are afraid to get the vaccine. Then stay home, and wear a mask if you must leave your house.
I swore I was not going to watch the fireworks, in solidarity with pets and all living creatures who are not human. But the pull was too great. And now, here I am, posting pictures!
A shot of the orchestra before our performance of Mozart’s Requiem. For a group of singers who never sang together before, and without a rehearsal, we did okay. The conductor took the more challenging bits slowly, and that helped. It certainly helped me. I am hella rusty.
This is on a pole on Perry Street. It’s still there. I kinda want to take it.
Someone has been hanging paintings in empty storefronts. This is one of my favorites.
Yesterday I had a passport picture taken and in every shot I look drunk! (Note to self: get another passport picture taken.). Then I remembered a friend returned a picture he had from my wedding (I was divorced a few years later, it was amicable, my ex-husband and I still friends). I look drunk in this shot too, but even though I have a drink in my hand, I wasn’t. I didn’t really enjoy drinking when I was younger. I was having a great time though. Weddings are fun!
Getting your picture taken at 65 … I think we should be excused from having our passport picture taken. In that spot it should say, “Is the person in front of you old? Well then, don’t dwell. Move on.” Stupid young passport checkers. I wouldn’t know though, in reality I never go anywhere!
