Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Trump is building a Fort.

The doorman nodded and smiled at me, then addressed the dog in a hello. He looked a little embarrassed when he suddenly realized what he did. But my dog returned the nod. She expected it. She is finally one of those dogs.
Now I can write of the doorman and other people who touch her. Maybe of how she imagines for that second, life with them.

Monday, July 16, 2007

yah. the drink man is here.

Summer Stage NYC. Grizzly Bears. Decemberists. Central Park with Mena. "Budwiser, Coors Light, cold water."
Not as agressive as in the Sheep Meadow. That guy had a portable blender and mixed up pina coladas and mojitos by your side.

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Central Park Wild Kingdom

Early morning in Central Park is for the birds. They were chirping near the tree you see below. However, if you look closer at the picture below it, you see there is a hawk in the tree.

A man in the park walking four dogs, of which only three were his, pointed out the hawk. He said it was watching one squirrel in particular. We didn't see it get that squirrel, but it did spread its wings and swoop to reperch on a nearby tree.

He told me this is a young hawk. It is the one that fell onto 54th street and was rescued, finally released in Central Park. He says it sits every morning near the Hecksher fields in the park.