Showing posts with label street art. Show all posts
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18 February, 2013
Chelsea on a cold February Monday
Today was a frigid Presidents' Day Monday. So what better way to spend it than in a lovely, indoor garden for brunch at The Park in Chelsea?
The ambiance is warm and inviting, with birds chirping in the trees overhead.
Just watch out for the bird poop!
Apple crisp for dessert with vanilla ice cream? Yes, please.
After lunch, we went to the High Line for an afternoon stroll in the sun. It was my first time going, but definitely not the last. The baby slept snugly in the carrier on my chest while we walked, occasionally opening his eyes to look up at the buildings and the people. I can't wait to go back this spring and summer.
Stay warm out there.
16 February, 2013
In five billion years, our sun will expand and engulf our orbit as the charred ember that was once earth vaporizes.
Why do we fear death?
Why do we fear change?
Is it fear of the unknown?
Fear of pain, discomfort, suffering?
Is it the fear of what lies beyond?
I'm afraid to fly and I know why; it's not the potential end, but rather the fall. The moment you realize there's something wrong until.... I try not to think about that too much at 35,000 feet.
It's an uncomfortable conflict with my love of travel. They take turns for who wins. It's been a while since I've taken a trip.
In my neighborhood, there are four funeral homes within about a dozen blocks of each other. It may be macabre, but I find them beautiful:
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