Dinner with Christo
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Christo, the resident male red-tailed hawk of Tompkins Square Park, keeps a
schedule. He has always been an orderly individual, keeping a routine and
bei...
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A My Private Coney project
Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.
5 comments:
CO - Flowers. Rain. Sun. Hot sun. More rain. Torrential rain. More hot sun. That's spring now I guess . . .
But I always feel the return of hope with the first greening of the trees, the return of flowers. The nature boy in me I guess . . . the first return of life after a long harsh Canadian winter.
No one walked over the bridge when you were a kid?
T.
I always associate trees blooming with spring and when the day gets a little lighter every day.
the light... I always notice when it gets dark and people are still rushing about - a most evocative time .. but it takes a while for me to notice it's lighter...
and yes, barely... on Shabbos we'd see the Hasids walking from Williamsburg to the LES to shul and back. But last year I went across with Adrian and was shocked at how many people were there. It was like Central Park!
Good stuff. I like the stark tone and really concrete observations.
thanks for visiting, Amy. When I read your comment I thought you were talking about the bricks in the background and I realized that concrete/brick/ metal were all contexts that I see "nature" in...
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