A View From A Kitchen is a series on what meets our eye when we look up from our dirty dishes or half-full coffee cup.
I have been visiting this home for 38 years. I didn't realize that until I pulled out the calculator.
It was just a home I was often invited into and one time when I was 17 or 18 I lived here caring for the youngest daughter, one of my closest friends then, while she was sick and her parents had to go away. I did the shopping and the cleaning and, although I can't remember this, I must have done the cooking because I remember doing the dishes by this view as intimately as I remember doing the dishes by the view at Florence's.
Sounds of spring - It's mid-April, and we still have a couple of weeks to go before any signs of a hatch at the Tompkins Square red-tailed hawk nest. It's a dull time for haw...
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