July 29, 2011

Back in New York (nice to be home)

Back from Virginia. A somber and sweltering week. We buried my mother's ashes last Friday. It was 102 degrees at her grave site.

A sudden downpour started while sitting in traffic. I hesitated turning on the wipers because everything looked more surreal through the rain-battered windshield.

A second shower as I made a u-turn on my parents street. Again waiting to turn on the wipers.

Walking past a BP gas station I glanced up to see these vents against the blue sky.

Walking along Hudson Street last week I spotted this gentleman wearing a straw hat peeking through the trees.

New York street at dusk.

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