East Village Spring

I skipped a post yesterday. The gods of NaBloPoMo will be wrathful. Well, actually, like most gods, their attentions are elsewhere and my tiny skipped post won’t register at all, other than with the Puritan in my head who says, through clenched teeth” you...

Easter Bonnets

A beautiful Sunday in New York after weeks of monsoons. Everyone and their mother was outside, it seemed, exposing pallid winter flesh to the spring sun. In honor of Easter, or maybe just spring, things seemed just a bit more gussied up than usual: There were...