Sixteen years ago, I had my own September 11th, one that signaled a different kind of beginning. It was September 11, 1993, and I flew from Rochester, New York, to New York City to catch a connecting flight to London. I would be spending the fall sememster of my junior year there. When I boarded…
Author: katrina
Digging Out
Winter brings out my bicoastal personality. When I lived in Seattle, the anemic winters out there made me mopey, and I would reminisce about being buried by a foot of pristine snow and cocooning inside and baking cookies all afternoon. Nature obliged last night by blanketing the Eastern Seaboard. By January, and certainly by February,…
Live From New York!
Anna’s artwork, posted in Rockefeller Center, not too far from that tower of a tree. She always draws crazy blonds, but at least the addition of a snowman and candy cane made the sketch look thematic.
Season’s Greetings From L’il Captain Hook and Other Goofy Snapshots Capturing Holiday Magic and Mischief
Bags Full of Leaves, Light as Balloons…
Who bottles the sounds and sights of fall better than Robert Frost? (If you’re wondering about the title and you didn’t take English courses in college, look up “Gathering Leaves.”) While fall is so gloriously spectacular–the one season when the colors of the earth manage to pierce the monotony of traffic and gray skyline here–there’s…