Found a Polyphemus giant silk moth tucked in the switch grass, presumably to beat the heat or lay eggs. She’s about six inches across—the biggest moth I’ve seen in the garden. Named for the cyclops of Homer’s Odyssey, they use those transparent eyes to distract predators via mimicry of the great horned owl. This morning […]
It’s been a curious time (to understate it) for us like everyone, including feeling more out of touch with our inner travel/city mice than we realized. Oh yeah, says we—we do these things too, not just garden and worry and work, work, work! ⠀⠀⠀ It was a revelation to take a few days off and see […]
The day’s secret word: Amor. We schvitzed our way from Harlem through the park and eventually to Alice Neel at the MET. I loved the staunchly figurative, gorgeously hued portraits, esp. of her children, lovers, naked friends. Here are some Factory queens—dig those preliminary sketches and unfinished spaces. Everywhere the trees spoke to us, and […]
NYC for the first time in fifteen months. The smell of burnt candied nuts and subterranean subway air as it comes wooshing up the stairs. So. Many. Humans: laughing, shouting, embracing, badly playing full drum kits, on wheels and in the streets, in poet’s revery and tutus. We walked most of the island below 14th […]
Our 12th anniversary gift generously presented over morning coffee, not so generously shared. We love these sweet mice, and before this, humane trapped them one by one and walked them to a nearby field for relocation. New era!
Ivy: Halloween bat toy must die! Ziggy: Totally…you get it, sis.
Alfonso does his Canada Goose dance through the grasslands as birds large and small abandon nests or cross borders, and the algae and milkweed bloom.
Ziggy: Why, just look at this feather, Ivy! Isn’t Mother Nature bewitching? Ivy: Yeah, pure enchantment. Now gimme a hand, Zig, I nearly got this thing dismantled.
Yo Ziggy, check out Mom’s sweater tie—it seriously stretches all the way to the dinning room! And when it snaps back, you just grab it again, like, a million times. Nah, don’t worry, she’ll never know. Now just to mix it up, you can start on her scarves, like the silk ones with the hand-beading? […]