Movie Night In Bryant Park

My new phone comes with a video camera. Oh the fun to be had!

Found!

On my way to the subway this evening I stumbled across this playing card. Ahh, I thought, this is my Sex in the City moment. I can start collecting cards that I find on streets all over the city and maybe a full deck will lead me to a perfect pair of Manolo Blahniks (or something like that).



But, little did I know that just a few steps away there was another card..............




And then another. Seems like someone dropped their cards in a hurry.....................


The real irony of that evening became even more apparent when I arrived in Bryant Park, wine, picnic and with my own deck of cards to help us pass the two hours before Harold & Maude began I was short 3 cards (and they weren't the ones I had picked up). Good thing the people watching was epic. Happy Summer Picnics to all!

ZipCar Trip #1

The thrill/adrenaline rush of driving in NYC is still running through my veins--5 hours later. Getting lost in the Bronx will do that to a person!

Fire Escape Garden

Some things seem to actually enjoy the rain!

Summer in the City

Last night was one of those perfect summer evenings. A late afternoon shower cooled things off and kept the humidity at bay. I walked the High Line (my new favorite stroll) and admired all sorts of lovely pink wildflowers (yes, wildflowers in the middle of the city!) and then found myself in the Chelsea Market where I treated myself to an ice cream cone and continued my stroll through the Meatpacking district, through the lovely shaded streets of the West Village, across Washington Square Park and over to the East Village and my old neighborhood where I paid a visit to the Strand and trolled their $1 books (picked up a copy of The Beans of Egypt Maine). Ah, summer evenings are lovely!

Thinking

Every trip back to San Diego produces a new set of emotions. This trip was marked by a wedding-a celebration of a new beginning but a day that was also wrought with strong feelings of closure. It was over the course of the day that I came to realize fully that my heart is now in NYC. I can no longer slip into SD and my past life, for although the language of America’s finest city is still in my vocabulary, its foreign. I speak of subways and slices and flats instead of heels. I check the weather report every morning before leaving the house, no more weeks on end of 70 and sunny and flip flops. That’s me with an umbrella sticking out of my bag, the forecast calls for showers this afternoon, and that’s all right with me.

Wedding Bells

Hard to believe that Shiloh's wedding is this weekend!
I just put the finishing touches on the ring-pillow. I am quite proud of how it turned out.
Off to catch my flight....................