Author of BRUISED and HIGH AND DRY, magician's wife, mom.
Spinning plates in the air, ducking for cover.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Yet Another Pic of My Soon-to-be-ex-neighborhood
It took me a while (an embarrassingly long time, actually) to figure out these lamps were an art installation and not a drop-off holding location for the city's non-existent street lamps prior to distribution. I loved them then, and I love them now. They're especially lovely at night; glowing orbs in the distance.