Beautiful geometry in real life. Cafe life in Philadelphia
Absolutely forgot that the shoes I ordered had these great green laces.
Two tasty beverages in fabulous ceramic cups. Afternoon pickup and conversation.
Rain breaks
Rain breaks through the screen
Broken gentle mist
touches my skin.
A latte and a Stella
My view while enjoying my latte in Old City. A scooter named Stella
Hillary wisdom.
“I am not perfect, everybody knows that by now…Sometimes I don’t know quite how to fix what they are concerned about. But I try. And so, I take it seriously, but I don’t any longer, and haven’t for a long time taken it personally. Because part of the attacks… part of the bullying and part of the name calling – and that has certainly become more pervasive – is to crush your spirit and feel inadequate. And I just refused to do that – and that infuriated everyone.” —Hillary Clinton
pellets on the window
White swirling sky
The ping of pellets on the window
All is silent but for whistling winds
burst of sunlight
Gray skies, drifting flakes
lint attaching itself to buds and branches
disappearing in a burst of sunlight
Breakfast room.
A little snap of the breakfast room on our weekend in the Berkshires. Warm and sweet like butterscotch a place to linger.
snail slow
Walking through neighborhoods. My latest find a brilliant brass door knocker. Dreaming of having one just like it.