Lola and I are out on the front porch in the front sun, far warmer here outside than we were inside our embarrassingly cold house. Lola gets nearly everyone that walks past on the sidewalk to pet her and I just ate my breakfast and so we are
Maybe these men at the baseball game were too, there stage lit in front of thousands of fans
I found this tree on our walk.
And then a few days later
First, some interested person had to want to explain the fish in the reservoir and so they painted this scrap of plywood white and nailed it to the tree and then mightily stapled this impersonal and colorful info sheet up on it. And then another person (presumably) didn't want it to be there and half-heartedly ripped the lower corner away, just enough to get rid of the explanatory text at the bottom and to cut the bullhead carp into three. What mood were they in when they ripped it away, and why stop with the job half done?
I'm going to set it up next weekend (Columbus Day weekend) outside "The Armory," (the big dimly-lit building) at 290 Goffe St. as part of an annual show run by a New Haven group called Artspace. I'll be there 12-6 on both days.
The next weekend I'm going to live out of it on the Yale campus, in front of the big library. That's the 16th through 18th. I got approval from the fire marshal to use my propane stove to cook meals (this is ludicrous!), so if you come at a meal time I'll have eggs or a drink or something to share. I'd be honored if anyone wanted to visit for either weekend.