Sold some things from childhood on eBay last month, but not her. One of the only things I love more than owning bunches of stuff to serve as memory reminders and expressions of self, is being freed from it all. To own and not be owned. ♦
Time for breakfast and loads of other stuff today.
Some of this, some of that, and a little of the other as well. ♦
Photographer Ari Seth Cohen has splashed the very visual attire of some of New York’s finest ladies across the screen in the documentary Advanced Style. These dames bring serious color, moxie and presence. Take note.
See, it’s easy. ♦
Though my dad’s musical tastes remain ever so limited, what he does enjoy makes me rather proud. Among the select few, sits Mama Cass. He called recently to share a few songs she’d sung he’d felt would mean something to me. ♦
May Day flowers from my ever thoughtful dad. Wondered off and on all day if I’d find any upon returning home, only to forget just before arriving. So glad I did, for it made them all the sweeter.
A dinner of salmon and asparagus in mustard sauce with the likes of Black Mirror episodes and The Room for company this eve. Will it be as bad as it’s professed to be? The trailer says an assured “yes.”
Lots of planning ahead- the dad’s 75th (!) birthday party and Bean’s as well, though not her 75th (!), and not in that order either. ♦
May Day Song by Earl Robinson