Two friends, 365 days.
shedding coats in the park
applying grid to the sunset
eyes starved for light
poems
assistance
i just sat down and read fiction. in the middle of the day. luxury.
. . . then start a fresh pot. thank you.
the wind did this, then blew off the point. i kicked it back together.
vignette
central park: closed
acting like lauren in the park
best top, all agreed
found near the proposal of a young couple on a saturday
various uses
i found a spot in central park that feels like the woods of my childhood
a little light
a little frog work
sign of fall, redux
there were other options, but damn the flowers!
this bee owns the rokushakubo
moving the piano
nature is a genius
one last little turn around the old neighborhood
left behind
i <3 sticks
little brother, big sister
section
waldy's for lunch, fists for dinner
sometimes saturdays make me feel that my heart might explode for love of life
visiting with friends from pre-memory childhood
coming home
ghost dog
second snow
going on two weeks
ukemi and gingerbread on a 60 degree january day
empty court
autumn redux
autumn wrap
remembering day 200
heavy haul out
sometimes there's just no explanation
chased out of the park by lightning and cracking trees
haymaker defense
shelter
dangerous surfaces
of an art, some sake, and thinsulate boots
stoic.
waiting (coffee on a beautiful winter day)
presenting theodora keiber.
seasons change, mad things rearrange
the beginning of the fall.
inland beach
trumpets mark the end of the season.
it is important to secure hostages in a manner that respectfully acknowledges social stature
cadillac grill.
the reason why today ended up themeless.
new york, i love you
early call, lucky location.
under cover of night
attention to detail
anticipating a 2nd birthday visit.
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