
Ansel Adams, ‘Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico,’ 1941
documenting the occasional cooking marathons, frequent cultural excursions, and often random happenstances of the everyday life of a young lawyer in NYC. also, my name's not monique.
— @gothamista on Twitter.
The Hudson’s whitecaps,
its pale green gaze, beckon in
early spring’s strange warmth
Love the run but not the race
all alone in a silent way
The world drifts in…and the world’s a stranger
— Calexico, “Quattro (World Drifts In)”
Photo by Tiquetonne2067 on Flickr.
Amazing to think that a relatively nondescript building can change one’s life so.