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Where in the world am I ? Dorothy - you’re not in Kansas anymore. Sirens are unceasing. Horns blast. Right now two men are arguing below my kitchen window...something about a parking space, which is as rare as gold in the dirty streets of this city block. I guess they figure it’s worth fighting … Continue reading Dorothy…You’re Not in Kansas Anymore
On Thanksgiving day in New York City they couldn’t fly the Macy’s Parade balloons high in the air. Many balloons were grounded. Gusting wind whipped through the cavernous streets. There was a chill in the air. I was cleaning and working in a small apartment above those streets. There was no turkey and dressing on … Continue reading Thanksgiving
Here’s a collage of details ...New York City visit. Come take a walk with me.See you at home!
Dear Travel Buddies, The Type A Lady traveled to New York City to see my daughter and son-in-law. They are a dynamic duo: @brynnelliottwatkins - creative director and http://www.wearefilms.com - film maker. They took us on a tour. Here are photos of our New York visit...unplugged. Hey! - Stop looking for photos of Time Square! This … Continue reading Type A Travels: New York…Unplugged
Dear Travel Buddies, The Type A Lady traveled to New York City to see my daughter and son-in-law. They are a dynamic duo: @brynnelliottwatkins - creative director and http://www.wearefilms.com - film maker. They took us on a tour. Here are photos of our New York visit...unplugged. Hey! - Stop looking for photos of Time Square! This … Continue reading Type A Travels: New York…Unplugged
Easter: New beginnings Easter is here. Wait a minute...Here in New York City where the morning air is punctuated with blasting horns of impatient drivers? New beginnings. Here where motors roar though inches move? New beginnings. Here where sirens blare and remind us of endings? New beginnings here where people push and look down, never … Continue reading Easter: HERE!
It’s a different life. It’s not my life. - I live in the middle of 120 acres, for heavens sake! I go to sleep to the sound of ... nothing (save the occasional coyote howl). Here - sound is all around: above and below. The muted roar of traffic outside my apartment window is a … Continue reading Type A Travels: Start Spreadin the News
Confessions of a Type A Woman 