My fabulous friend, Susan, visited the city this holiday season. Making much merry, a wonderful (& occasionally inebriated) time was had by all. Here we are sporting our swanky stuff, one of those aforementioned evenings.
Upon return to her Southern-California-cul-de-sac-serenity, Susan wrote, “The trip to NYC was great. I’ve decided it is a really nice city to visit, but after 7 days, I was ready to leave. Too many people in too little space….not quite my cup of tea!”
The claustrophobic shelving she finds hard here, is like the lost, lonely emptiness embodied in strip-mall central to me. But, as Susan says so wisely, each to her own. The beauty lies in there being a right spot for each of us; we just have to hear our heart loud enough to listen & follow its lead.
I toured New York as a kid & pronounced I’d make it my home someday. Lost along the way, I took a long time to get here. But here I shall stay.
I smiled as I strolled home tonight,
admired another Christmas-tree-graveyard
and snapped this shot. I know they go
in other cities, too. But piled high,
in New York,
it’s all art to me.
May you find your promised land & live there!
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