sunday morning poem and sunday things

 

i started early - took my dog

i started early - took my dog -

and visited the sea -

the mermaids in the basement

came out to look at me -

and frigates - in the upper floor

extended hempen hands -

presuming me to be a mouse -

aground - open the sands -

but no man moved me - till the tide

went past my simple shoe -

and past my apron - and my belt

and past my boddice - too -

and made as he would eat me up -

as wholly as a dew

open a dandelion's sleeve -

and then - i started - too

and he - he followed - close behind -

i felt his silver heel

open my ancle - then my shoes

would overflow with pearl -

until we met the solid town -

no one he seemed to know -

and bowing - with a mighty look -

at me - the sea withdrew -

by emily dickinson (1830-1886)

the complete poems of emily dickinson, page 254, poem 520, little brown and company, 1960

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we had breakfast with chanda before she caught the train out to the house for another few days of volunteer work.

pluto in the morning . .

i had a fun and lovely zoom knitting meeting with denise and friends in the afternoon. (denise has sewn a new full length pants outfit from a gift of special couture fabric and michael has been spinning and knitting while healing from a bicycle accident - i worked on my sock with yarn from beautiful knitters in london).

afterwards, greg and i walked to chelsea square . . 

as i was craving their matzoh ball soup.

this feels very christmasy . .

morgan has been working on a beautiful quilt . .

and chanda and adam went on a hike and she sent this photo of lichen she saw along the way,

and this cute squirrel who greeted her at the house.

greg and i saw the moon rising on our walk home after dinner . . it's slowly waxing.

brunch and cooking with the rascals

 

breakfast at oscar's . . i was too cold this morning to walk a half hour to square diner for the buckwheat pancakes i really wanted. i had a delicious waffle instead with butter, maple syrup, bacon and fresh orange juice. greg had eggs benedict with salmon.

(pinocchio has lost his head.)

greg is looking up information about john locke. he's been reading an essay concerning human understanding. 

zuzu kept me company while i made ratatouille. i had to confine her and cricket in the bedroom while i made chocolate chip cookies, however. they cannot keep themselves from attacking the butter.

cricket joined us for a little while.

zuzu is staring at the radio. she sometimes pretends that i can't see her with her head turned away.

get together on juneteenth

 

greg and i began the day with a visit to minerva as kendall and aurélien are visiting friends on cape cod.

we then walked downtown to square diner to meet ron and andy for brunch. i took this photo because as we approached the turn off for the tunnel, a potent waft of linden blossoms pervaded the air! we think it came from the tree directly behind the tunnel sign. i love linden blossom season.

(i had buckwheat pancakes with fresh strawberries and maple syrup . . they were very good!)

for years i've been telling ron that patisserie lanciani (where we would go for pastries on west 4th street when working at listro associates on west 11th street) had moved to duane street and was now duane park patisserie. since we were only a few blocks away, we walked over. 

but, oh no, there was a closing sign on the door . . 

she's closing her wonderful bakery. the landlord found someone to pay more money and i think he broke her lease. i am so sad!!!! 

i can't believe we were finally here together and it was closed. but . . it was nice to show him the spot and to remember how much we've enjoyed her delicious cakes and pies. i'm not sure if she will open up another place.

after that sorry situation we walked to the federal houses on harrison street . . 

we admired the lovely secret garden areas . . 

it's a quaint spot in the midst of the big city.

we walked along the river and sat and talked awhile on a bench before heading home to our separate neighborhoods. 

greg and i visited minerva again to give her dinner . . 

and kendall sent a photo of the beautiful cape.

baking moon honey cookies

cricket's morning shenanigans!

morgan was determined to bake our horn of the moon honey cookies (as i'd been asking for them all week, and it would be good to take a batch home to london).

since there was so much butter involved, we had to put the other two away (so all cats received a puzzle).

fini! delizioso!

saying good-bye at the airport . .  

i always get so sad at this point . .

stopping at dna diner for soup and a baked potato (a turkey wrap for greg).

greg, ron, andy and i called this diner the dna diner as they had a chandelier that looked like dna (back in the day when we lived together on 78th street by 14th avenue).

next stop: manhattan.

weekend visit

saturday morning found greg, morgan and i on the road .. .  

to visit adam out at the house . .

getting ready for the beach . .

it was very windy at ditch with a beautiful blue sky and wispy clouds.

the perfect skipping stone? but maybe too pretty to use.

dinner at the inlet . .

while the sun set.

and then a visit to lucore art gallery . .

and a game of yahtzee.

time to get on the road again . .

with a breakfast stop in east hampton . . 

a quick visit to the yarn store . . 

and onward to home.