Posts Tagged ‘new york’

~polyphemus moth~

Thursday, May 27th, 2021

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 […]

~new york minute~

Monday, May 24th, 2021

~vagabond shoes~

Monday, May 24th, 2021

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 […]

~amor~

Saturday, May 22nd, 2021

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 […]

~life~

Friday, May 21st, 2021

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 […]

~the girl out of the garden~

Monday, September 30th, 2019

A day spent walking: TriBeCa through Chinatown to LES, up to the East Village then back over to Chelsea and Piet Oudolf’s backyard, cause you can take the girl outta the garden, but… plus! 🍸&🥟 with an old friend they don’t make like that anymore…

~tasty dumpling~

Tuesday, December 18th, 2018

Cookie monster. Spying on Carol Walsh, proprietor of Native Leather in the village since 1968 (a lost lease in 2017 meant a move from Bleecker to 46 Carmine Street). This week, she made my third belt in 20 years (still have the other two), and invented a gorgeous green stain to do so. Goddess! Tasty […]

~gothically grand~

Sunday, December 16th, 2018

The atelier of Margaret Braun: artist pictured above, art-inspired smooch stolen below. A couple views from favorite zinc bar of Cafe Luxembourg. 34th Street drizzly fog. Satanic messenger bag spotted at the Frankenstein show at the Morgan Library. Detail of Henry Fuseli’s The Nightmare. Smaller than I’d imagined it, but gothically grand. A lock once […]

~front row infidels~

Wednesday, December 12th, 2018

Belated 10th wedding anniversary celebration at Frank, where we went on our second date, 18 years ago. Getting sentimental (and tiramisu) in NYC. Sunrise on Empire State. Another familiar window. The great jelly doughnut massacre. In Berlin these (berliner, or pfannkuchen) are eaten especially around the new year holiday. Or that was Alfonso’s rationale for […]

~beltane blossoms~

Tuesday, May 1st, 2018

Central Park, mad with spring.

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