My Apartment Building
For once the inner courtyard door was open and I was able to peer up towards our top-floor kitchen window. It think they only open it when the elevator breaks down: it's the only other way into the basement.
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My Apartment Building
For once the inner courtyard door was open and I was able to peer up towards our top-floor kitchen window. It think they only open it when the elevator breaks down: it's the only other way into the basement.
View south from 130th St. Pier
That's Riverside Church in the distance again. The sky has stayed about that color since I moved here, with a few exceptions.
Randall's Island in the East River
We went on a class field trip for Ecology to see the Wetland Restoration Project on Randall's Island and we're old enough to not need permission slips, just to pay tuition at Columbia.
My Apartment
Those two and their other friend were straight from Maine that day. Well, they got stuck in traffic on the way in, but there were worse things in life. Like the part where I dipped them in butter. Yum.
Friend (five minutes before she and her boyfriend arrive): Oh, do you have a really big pot?
Me: Well, I mean, yeah. How big? It wasn't big enough by any stretch, but we got creative. Most entertaining lobster-bake ever seen, said the Lobsterman boyfriend.
My Apartment
Thunderstorms woke me up all night and my new houseplant, too: pretty pink blossoms this morning.