Future memory log: Brooklyn Botanic Garden

The Magnolia blossoms were everywhere, and we reveled in the sunshine on Saturday. 

In the garden where we had our first date, 10 years ago this month, and where we were married almost 9 years ago.

Future Memory Log: Prospect Park West

Newly spring, 

early evening, 

dusky light, 

joggers, 

rushing past, 

walking quickly, 

chill in the air,

I've walked this side walk countless times, 

roller blading (years ago),

more recently with babies in strollers and slings, 

walking them to sleep,

then with friends,

heading to play groups,

kids riding scooters and bikes, 

to the playground,

with every step,

a memory.

Tonight at winter's end flowers bloom,

a lush patch of crocuses that I have watched grow over years behind a chain fence, 

feel's so New York to me.

The sky, 

turning pink at the edges, 

the quiet colors of evening,

taking hold.

Tree silhouettes outlined by the light, 

naked stems turning toward the sun over time, 

visible without their leaves for this season.

Future memory log

Going to the studio

Our house officially went on the market this past Thursday evening, and some how with that I feel like our planned move is all the more real. Now, as I walk around all of my familiar places, I find that I am trying to make myself remember the details of our day to day. So, I'm starting a new feature here on my blog, my future memory log, I will include pictures of places that resonate with me deeply here in New York as well as places that I see often that I want to remember.

We have had our studio space for nine years, it is in an old warehouse underneath an elevated subway track, in a gritty area of Brooklyn called Gowanus, only a 5 minute drive from our house. Even though I work at home now, I still love going over to our old studio space, where both Frank and I have years of work stored and Frank's paintings in progress are so exciting to see. Last night we went there with friends we are also moving away, and wanted to buy some of our paintings before they left. So we did one of my favorite things with them, a studio visit where Frank and I pulled pieces out for them to look at over glasses of wine, until they chose their absolute favorite ones...one of Frank's and two small ones of mine.