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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Monday, August 11, 2008

New York in the rain

There's an old saying in New England, "If you don't like the weather, just wait five minutes..."

Are we completely sure that New York isn't part of New England? The weather has been wild and wacky today. We've had sun, roiling clouds, green skies, pouring down rain, HAIL, and then sun again in rapid succession.

I had my nose pressed up again the windows when I remembered that I had a camera. Unfortunately, these don't do justice to the rapid nature of the changes, what the light really looked like, or how stormy it truly was.
View one (looking south)

Five minutes later!

You can't see the rain in this shot ... or the lightening. Those skyscrapers are only about two blocks away and you can't really see them anymore.

View two

If you look at the light reflecting off the skyscrapers, you can tell that the skies to the north are still clear.Five minutes later ... not so much.I wish I had a way to open these windows. I adore crazy storms. I love the electrical energy in the air. I love the elemental ferocity of the rains being whipped everywhere. I just wanted to be out there in the middle of it, barefoot, and screaming my head off.