...for the bus that never arrives.
waiting in vain
#marrywhoyoulove
the color and the shape
The sunburst windows are a nice touch.
man on the street
A tall man in a beautifully tailored suit and an un-ironic hat breezed past me on the sidewalk earlier this week. His mile-long stride had me half-running to keep up, until finally, in front of the International Food Court, I had to let him go. Luckily I have my iPhone pix to remember our brief time together.
summer fling
Nothing worse than a blog neglected. It's not you... you've been great. In fact, I was kind of hoping we could pick up where we'd left off. What do you think? You and me, rolling around the city with sweaters buttoned up over our summer outfits. Counting down our first-Thursday evenings one dixie-cup of wine at a time. No commitment, just hanging out. Think it over. Could be fun.
Hang Art Gallery, first Thursday opening.