on the waterfront

The Italian film Shun Li and the Poet, is about friendship, mostly, and immigration, poets and fishing. It is poignant and lovely and sad, a little bit heartwarming, a dash of toughness. I found it on dvd at the library, a great source for movies. I also recently read a fierce and loving book called My Brilliant Friend, by Elena Ferrante, the story of the friendship of two girls in Naples in the 1950's. So detailed and fascinating and infuriating. It is the first in a trilogy, and I am making myself wait a bit before I read the next one.

The above pictures were taken last weekend, on the waterfront in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

advance, retreat

For someone who doesn't like to leave home, I've been doing so a lot. Friday, I made a quick trip with a full car, to Brooklyn. The laundromat near my son's apartment is also a pinball parlor. The city is a wonderland of the unique and eclectic, and I savor it until I reach the point where I am saturated.

Then home to cats and books 

 and glorious flowers from Bow Street. 

a city weekend

Transitions. Two intense days in Brooklyn, last week, helping 

my youngest finalize his apartment search.

We ate Polish food (and Brazilian and donuts and pizza) walked along the East River,

 investigated the neighborhood (Greenpoint) hung out with my oldest, who also lives in Brooklyn,

walked to Williamsburg, drank beer (well, they did) ate ice cream, and

found a small but charming fourth floor walkup on a street where on summer evenings

the neighbors set up their card tables on the sidewalk and play dominos.

Friends, why was I thinking two blogs was a good idea?

(especially when I'm on Instagram regularly)

Because I'm a Gemini? 

Anyway…

Maybe I should just put it all here. 

Even though I'm more of an Orchards in Space person these days

than a Country Weekend person, this is home for me, in the blog world.

And if I write about some crazy thing that doesn't interest you, you can just skip on past it.

I'll do something with the other space--I'm sure inspiration will come to me,

but I'm not going to divide myself up between here and there…
I am changing to a fresher template. Bear with me, please.
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