last night i dreamt i was at a party with my twin sister. it was a reunion of distant relatives with familiar faces like distorted versions of our oldest memories. on leaving, we found ourselves in another party, this one full of frantic revelry, and then another party, and another, and another, and another, until finally we emerged on a wide boulevard full of brightly lit shops. as we walked through the city at night, we shared our stories, and we laughed when noticed the storefront displays had arranged themselves into funny echoes of our tales
Here’s a compilation of gate pictures from last winter through spring and summer until now. Thanks for the request! I’ll have to post another May one separately next though because I like it.
chandrama deshmukh, a teaspoon of stars / claude monet, snow scene at argenteuil, 1875 / counting crows, a long december / anna mary ‘grandma’ robertson moses, snow ball / natalie diaz, manhattan is a lenape word / laetitia de haas, birds in a winter garden / fritz ward, love letter from inside fatherhood / nate klug, advent / serhiy shyshko, saint volodymyr's hill / w. s. merwin, song of three smiles / charlotte joan sternberg, home through the pines ii / mike chasar, conches on christmas / alfred sisley, la maison sous la neige, 1878 / robert creeley, the door / claude monet, the magpie / sarah kay, winter without you