What’s the Story, Morning Glory? (Summer photo purge)
How gorgeous is this blue Morning Glory? It looks as if stroked by a partially dry paintbrush. This bloom mysteriously disappeared shortly after I took this picture. I wonder if blue plants are sought-after vittles for critters since they are so rare?
Hibiscus time. I associate the hibiscus bloom as a sign of going back to school soon. Also, cicada shells. I saw one already.
Pineapple Express in Chelsea Market has fancy-looking vegan soft-serve concoctions that mostly involve pineapples. This is a delicious float: fresh-squeezed pineapple juice, La Croix, and vanilla coconut-based soft serve. Yum. As a seasonal vendor, they will be gone come September 30.
My storage unit, temporarily housing all my teacher stuff, has great Brooklyn views. It looks like an old Brooklyn though much of this skyline is relatively new.
I love making chocolate chip cookies. Even though I follow the same recipe, they come out slightly different every time.
Like a bird on a wire…
Three things cannot be long hidden–the sun, the moon, the truth. That is not me, that is my fortune cookie.
So you score a window seat on the train, eager to gaze through the window at a beautiful summer day. But a previous passenger’s face and hair grease make it look more like an impressionist painting.