I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Spring must be coming after all

You would think my apartment was dark and cool enough to make any root vegetable happy, but apparently this onion that was on my kitchen counter (maybe for a week, I swear) couldn't resist the urge to sprout anyway.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Another picture not taken in Cozumel

In case there were any doubts.

March supposedly comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb. How about if it comes in like a reindeer?

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Manhattan on Acid, Part 2

Another set of reflections from the Trump International Hotel.

I especially love the blue and brown panes on the right. It would make a beautiful quilt.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Manhattan on Acid

Actually just a slice of the Upper West Side, reflected in the glass wall of the Trump International Hotel.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Wildlife, New York version

Manhattan is actually one of the best bird-watching spots in the country, Central Park being an attractive rest stop during those long migrations over hundreds of miles of relentless urban sprawl.

Even in Midtown, miles away from the park, I get interesting birds in the trees outside my bedroom window. In addition to the ubiquitous house sparrows and starlings, there are crows and mourning doves on my fire escape from time to time, with the occasional blue jay and cardinal and, once, a mockingbird.

Today, a cardinal in the trees, too far away for my limited zoom, and a little blurry, but a nice burst of color in the winter browns. Notice the trees are starting to bud, even though we're only halfway through February, with snow on the ground and more due Tuesday.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Arroyo Seco 1981 (Travel Flashback)

Here are two pictures from a camping trip in Arroyo Seco, California, in 1981. I was inspired to dig them out after a dispute among friends as to when the trip actually occurred and who was there, and I liked them so much I had the negatives scanned so I would have digital versions. (ScanCafe, if you're interested. Easy, fast, good.)

Typically, I remember this trip clearly after almost thirty years, when so much of last week is already a blur: the mist on the lake in the morning, the very large snake that slid right under my legs when I was sitting on the ground reading, the borrowed tent that we failed to erect and ended up using as a ground cloth.

And, apparently, it really was as beautiful there as I remember.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Non-Travels with Kathleen, 2010 Edition

Hint: This picture wasn't taken in Cozumel.

I was supposed to fly to Tampa on Saturday, to take a short, highly discounted, cruise to Cozumel, but my flight was cancelled Friday due to the major snowstorm set to arrive that night. Which turned south at the last minute and left us without so much as a millimeter of snow on the ground.

Fortunately, missing my cruise meant that I didn't miss the ten inches or so of snow we got yesterday. Who would want to be sitting on a sunny stateroom balcony in the Caribbean when they could be wading through freezing slush in New York?

Me, that's who.

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