Saturday, June 16, 2012

Drawing & Comp Room

Otis Drawing & Composition Room

I am very lucky. On Saturdays I get to spend my day in this room - surrounded by fun objects and amazing students.

tree pods

I found these tree pods interesting.

circus mural

Spent the entire day yesterday away from the computer so to make up for it, I will post 2 photos today; this small mural is delicately painted in back of a register in Disney's CA Adventure and had me wanting a closer look.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Naming Streets


What would you name the streets in your pretend city?

I would not have a street that reminds me of "The Birds."

But I might have a street called "Crazy Mockingbird Dr."

And maybe "Good Morning Rd."

Oh! How about "This Way"

Now . . . what shall I name my pretend city . . . .

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Driving to the Airport


I have always liked driving to the airport at night.

2 Leftover Streamers


2 leftover streamers
just blowing in the morning breeze
greenwich village, nyc

counter top

Wow- came home to find my counter top cleared and reorganized; sweet!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Discarded book wreath

This photo doesn't do this wreath justice; I noticed this wreath on an office door across the hall at work and it is made from pages of a discarded book; I loved it and had to share it but was disappointed when I saw that my photo doesn't capture the true beauty of the printed pages but it is still a wonderful conversation piece.

Cosco at Costco

How does something like this end up alone in a parking lot at Costco? And the brand name - Cosco.

New York's Bravest


Some of New York's Bravest
So thankful for them 
and all that they do.
Mahalo for that!

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Pajama Walk

Saw this couple out for an evening perhaps pre-bedtime walk; I figured they wanted to save time with their bed preparation ritual since he was walking in his pajama bottoms (sadly the lightening doesn't show the plaid printed flannel bottoms) and she was wearing her housecoat (as my grandma would say) but I say a robe by any other name......I admired the confidence and apparent who gives a hoot what anyone thinks attitude.

Making Dinner Fun

Making dinner is a lot more fun when someone is coming to enjoy it with you. Even if it's only your grown up son, and you're only making tacos.

Trash and Vespa


Monday, June 11, 2012

walkway

Came home from work to notice the ivy was trimmed off of the stairs; it's the little things that bring us joy.

A relic from my past life...


Sunday, June 10, 2012

Rolling Along...


Rabbits

Attended a baby shower and at the hostesses house they had pet (I think they are pets but was given the impression they also end up as dinner "guests") rabbits and most of them were in a  hutch except for these two rabbits who were hanging from a nearby tree. I found that rather odd especially since they also had some birds who weren't in cages in the trees but in a neighboring rabbit hutch....

Fortune Cookie

Have you noticed how fortune cookies don't actually foretell your future anymore? They're more "Thought for the Day" -ish, sort of life lessons to live by. BAH! I want a fortune, a glimpse into my hazy future. I always wonder if the fortune cookie people have become afraid of law suits, therefore going with the safe stuff. So when this fortune arrived one night with our Chinese takeout, I was surprised. Especially since about three weeks later we brought home an amazing Golden Retriever from the humane society.
Even with the misspelling, this fortune is right on target.


Saturday, June 9, 2012

stalker

I couldn't stop staring at this woman's legs; was she wearing some fun nylons? didn't seem to be; did she really tattoo polka dots all over her legs? maybe so...I'm surprised she didn't notice the strange woman following her and circling around to get another look at (that would be me) her and I was ever so thankful she didn't see me snap a photo, albeit not the best focused, of her polka dotted legs. 

Never a Kindle

I don't know why this corner of an old library building was saved. It's just this old arch that doesn't go anywhere, isn't connected to anything. It's crumbling and pigeons live in, around, on, and under it.
There's no sign to tell us why it was saved.

With all the books being tossed from libraries all around me, I'm afraid that very soon this crumbling arch will be all that's left of any library.

I still don't own a cell phone, and I hope I never own a kindle.