The moment to hang on to the last joys of summer
and remember walking in the woods of Long Island
and the delights of diner food on the day of a flash flood.
Summer flowers from our son's garden.
The home to the city and thinking of next year's flowers. (A very old plate from Morocco with a beautiful glaze.)
And walking in Central Park where there were a large number of rats in The Ramble. Pied Piper needed soonest.
Some progress in my latest project - a tapestry from a photo of folk art from a chicken seller.
And Union Square has cheerful flowers
sweet mini plums
and both yellow and white peaches.
HAPPY LABOR DAY