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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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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

March Madness

Spring is scheduled to arrive tomorrow.

This is what arrived last night:
Another March snowstorm.

I worked late and emerged into the relatively quiet Upper West Side to see yet another new side of things.

The outdoor seating at Alice Tully: Figures, I finally get the place to myself and the best seats in the joint and the show is cancelled on account of weather.
Left: New York in March; travelers and toilers by snowlight at Lincoln Center around 8:45pm 
Peaceful pavement passersby.
Right: What snow? Fashion and carbon offsets matter more than safety or the forecast.

Nearer to home:

All tracks eventually disappear into the storms of life.

Left: It may look a little eerie in the lamplight, but it's kind of cozy when the streets are deserted in the snow. Right: Snowy lane near the Attic

 This morning:
 Boldly ... er.... Carefully going where many have slipping and slopping gone before.

Spring is tomorrow -- yes?

Until then, I'll be taking my wisdom from the Interwebs. I need patience and inspiration. 


all via iTouch, except last.

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