No pictures from me this time...just a little note of celebration.
(photo by Annie Leibovitz)...this country will reclaim it's promise. And out of this long political darkness a brighter day will come.-Barack Obama
A chandelier covered in a black plastic bag. I thought it was pretty.
Down in Atlanta, we went to my mother's favorite all-you-can-eat joint...for her small size, she can really pack it in. I like it because they serve the weirdest things.
Clockwise from the upper left: beef intestine, pig ear, raw crab kimchi, frog leg, chicken foot, some fish that I can't remember, sea snail thing, raw oyster. It was my first chicken foot (semi-euphemistically called a phoenix finger by the restaurant) and it tasted...like chicken. A little disappointing, really.
I had to merge two shots together since I don't have a wide angle lens on my camera...but what a beautiful evening this was. Click on the picture for a better view...
In the courtyard
The last move (hopefully in a long while). I've moved back to Park Slope to my new homesweethome. Glad to be putting down a few roots and live like an adult, somewhat.
The view from my front terrace.