Stacy Horn

Practically at the crack of dawn! It was a good day of research. I’m very tired, so I’m going to curl up on the couch and watch tv.

These balloons floated by the other night. I guess it’s still day, but it was around this hour, as the sun was beginning to set. So pretty. They don’t look real, do they?

I need to take a break from writing, and so I’m posting some more pictures from the 4th of July. I took this first one before the fireworks began.

And here, the world is on fire.

Looking up the river.

And the red, white and blue Empire State Building!

“No, you may not work here.  I’m sleeping here.  Duh.”  He likes sleeping on that computer because the keyboard gets real hot.  Meanwhile, I’ve got to run back down to the Municipal Archives today.  I need to find a century old case of attempted suicide.

They had them on the West Side this year!

I got some great shots (I think) at David’s birthday party last night, held at Ellen’s apartment (officially the best one bedroom apartment in Manhattan).

I love this one.  They were out on the balcony posing for someone else and I was inside and I noticed the light and how they were framed by the window so I quick stole a shot!

I have such musical friends!  But this group of friends are from the band I play in called Manhattan Samba.  That’s David, aka the birthday boy, on the left playing the drum.

Playing around the piano where I learned Ellen can really sing, and Giovanni is a seriously trained classical pianist (he gives concerts and everything).

My smooshed face aside, I am playing an instrument here!  That egg is a shaker, and it has a surprisingly great sound, you wouldn’t believe it.