TAKES ME A DAY TO REMEMBER A DAY: Saturday, August 13, 2011

5:36 AM

Why am I up this early?

9:00 am

The kid's new after school, we enrolled Saturday (It's free which seems to good to be true, but it is) It use to be a bath house for Lower Manhattan. In the early 1900's, only one in 79 families had a bath tub. It was designed by Brunner & Aiken, and modeled after the public baths of ancient Rome. 

Asser Levy Recreation Facility: Photo courtesy of Wikipedia

10:00 am

Adjacent to the new after school playground, "Mommy, that man isn't breathing." Humph, should I be worried? I haven't had coffee yet and there is another responsible adult on the next bench, we decide to leave.

4:00 pm

The two boys have the same name and have known of each other for about 8 years, Saturday they met in person for the first time. He has the most beautiful kind blue eyes. I asked if I could take his portrait.

 5:00 pm

Senna, a documentary about Brazilian Formula One racing driver Ayrton Senna, who won the world championship three times opens at Sunshine Cinema. To support the opening of the film they brought some of the cars out to the streets of Lower Manhattan. VROOOOOOM!!!

6:00 pm

On 2nd Avenue this car was waiting on the bride and groom.

6:30 PM

4 Men at the Church's front door, 2nd Avenue, East Village

ME AND MY SHADOWS

August Morning 7 am

I'm not a morning person, just ask the people who know me well. On many mornings the lyrics to Amanda Palmer's Have to Drive would be my theme song...

"I suffer mornings most of all, I feel so powerless and small, by ten o'clock I'm back in bed fighting the jury in my head" 

Though it dawned on me recently that some of my favorite experiences happen in the early morning. Wondrous sunrises, waking to my son sleeping in the morning light when he's crawled in next to me in the middle of the night or making a beautiful breakfast for friends and family.

July Morning 6 am

Last Thursday morning I woke at 6 am, the sun coming in the window so strong that I was dreaming I was on the beach. I peeked out an eyelid and found a horse's head. A shadow on the wall made by the clothes I'd not put away the night before. Procrastination pays off once again. I took this visual in and rolled over, closed my eyes to go back to sleep. My mind said to my sleepyhead, "there's a shadow horse on your wall...take a picture." I did take the shot and I went right back to sleep...5 minutes later I peeked out again and he was gone. 

Shadows are fascinating to me. At times haunting and fleeting. My favorite shadows are the ones produced naturally from the Sun. In the winter the sun plays at our windows only a short time, then disappears from view. The spring and summer sun lingers given the position of our apartment windows.  If we're patient we can watch the shadows grow, play and then disappear. 

November Morning 7:04 am

Our apartment has allowed us an awe-inspiring daily front row seat.

Amanda Palmer Have to Drive Studio Version