Stacy Horn

I almost never get a decent shot of Bodhi. Black cats are hard to photograph to begin with, and he never sits still. Now I have to get current shots of Bali and Bleecker which come out as well. This picture only gives a hint of the number of cat toys strewn about. Most of the clutter in my house is cat-related and I’ve had to make my peace with that (I hate clutter).

Okay, I haven’t really made my peace with it. I’ve only accepted that it must be like that. Cats must have their toys. Their ratty toys. And the scratching post that of course looks ratty, that’s its freaking job, to be torn up and ratty. And the tiny pieces of litter that must be swept up or vacuumed constantly. Sob.

The best picture I took at the marathon was of a couple of dogs. Like people, some dogs like sports and some do not.

My favorite moment, a Barbie Halloween.

Also loved the subtlety of this moment.

A mountain of skulls! Okay!

I think I posted a picture of this evil baby before. I like that he now has a friend.

What are these things??

I just came across this picture I took in 2008. So I was 52. I must have been goofing off one day, and I composed this photograph. It might be hard to tell what’s going on, the resolution is so low. But that’s Godzilla and some dinosaurs guarding my apartment, backed up by a line of tiny babies.

There aren’t as many Halloween decorations up yet in the West Village. I hope that changes. My neighborhood usually has the best decorations, so good I’m convinced that the people who put them up must be professionals of some kind, like set designers, or something. But here is the first I saw. Not a bad start.