sometimes I can't control the metaphors that come out. this can be embarrassing...

Two days ago sidewalk cafes were multiplying like bunnies in heat (I can't believe I just said that.)

Yesterday it rained.

Today I woke up inside a snow globe. It looks as though big hunks of kleenex tissue are plummeting towards the ground--violently. It might just be the most beautiful thing I'v ever seen.

That's spring in New York for ya.

what if....

what if i hung my feelings like  photos on the wall just to remember 

what if i was a detective and searched my body for fingerprints and traces of your touch

what if i stopped right here, planted my feet, lifted my arms to the sky and grew leaves

what if i was a poem chasing its tail across the page

what if i disappeared into the crowd and swung from palm to palm like Tarzan through the jungle until i found a grasp that wouldn't let go

what if my legs moved on without me and i just stood right here, head over shoulder, waiting for the past to catch up

image fount at FFFFOUND!

by Stefanie Augustine

so maybe i like the kind of ice cream you can pick up in your fingers and play with.

It's called Mochi ice cream. Didn't you know? 

Sesame flavor? Yes please!

it is my personal belief...

...that when walking the streets of New York in Spring, one must always accessorize with an umbrella or a bouquet of flowers. 

Or a horse. That's even better. 

Image found here.

I am the Walrus.

Today I took Liam and Bells (my two babysitting charges) to the Natural History Museum.

At one point with my best fish face, I turned to Liam and between fish bubble noises I asked, "What am I Liam? Am I fish?"

He said, "No silly, you're a woman."

There it was. Life's great truth. Delivered by a three year-old.