Wild Nights

Stormy skies and a plane.

Yesterday 8pm

Because of the endless rainy weather,

 there have been super clouds at night.

My little camera is unsophisticated

 and the dog is pulling on his lead.

The trees between the buildings are in full leaf.

Wet Day/Tagged

Alicia Padron a most wonderful illustrator of charming children's books tagged me to write seven things about myself. (You should go to her site to see the banner of a dog flying over the Empire State Building.)
How can I resist?
So:
1. I love rainy days...the rainier the better...
Here people trudge along 8th Avenue.



2. I revel in reading really long books. Middlemarch and War and Peace are my idea of fun.
Another person on 8th Avenue. Doesn't black and white look more chic somehow?



3. I think people who talk on cell phones while checking out at the super market are excessively rude. Is the salesclerk not worthy of 'Good morning' at least? They should pay $20 extra as an 'unpleasant person' tax.



4. I like the crossing guard's super bright slicker. (You can see I'm running out of puff here...)



5. Being inside on a wet evening is bliss. Time to read all those long, long books...
6. My favorite food is probably bread --hot, crusty bread straight from the oven with butter and crunchy honey or strawberry jam.



7. In case you have fallen asleep at the dullness of this post, I throw in a photo of me as a drippy hippie selling beads I'd made on the Ponte Vecchio in Florence circa 1973
Once upon a time....