Recently I went to Dallas, where I made friends with the sad lion and a lovely light fixture appended to an abandoned building. Read what happened next at The Awl.
Here’s what the ferns and May apples looked like in our front yard this morning before the fog burned off. Since it’s Monday, I don’t want to contemplate much more than ferns and May apples.
I wrote a book report on Tao Lin’s new novel, Taipei, which I enjoyed a lot.
“The world just became a lot more complicated.” — Elektra
Friday afternoon around 5:15 in Bryant Park.
Park Avenue this afternoon, where some guy in a robe was really getting into the pink azaleas.
“I meant to bring an umbrella to work today but brought an umbrella pine by accident.”
—Zephyr
The disappearing statue in our garden, as of fifteen minutes ago.
If you live in Washington Heights near the 1-train at 157, I recommend Taszo, the coffee shop that just opened up across from the Grinnell.
Azalea season is upon us.
