Awash in Color
I’m driving from Delhi, an everyday, by rote, sort of drive, or usually is. But the oranges are blazing from within; the ochres and umbers and burnt siennas are flaming out from beds of green. I feel a pang of a not at all melancholia. More of a bittersweet kinship with the unfurling, embracing scene as [...]
Looking Down at the DOT
The NYSDOT truck is parked out front and a uniformed guy is hauling detritus away from the drain in front of our building–the same drain I’ve cleared of gunk and garbage and plastic soda bottles in the past. So it’s good to know there is a maintenance crew that looks in now and then, even [...]
My First Post: Looking Down Can be an UP
I’m gazing down (unobserved–love that part) and witness a certain young mother who walks by daily with her little guy pre-schooler in hand. She talks to him comfortably and looks content. He clearly loves his Mom. Normal, everyday stuff, right? Except I remember just a few years ago when she was in high school, flunking [...]