15-01-25 A Walk By Piermont Marsh
“The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes...
View Article15-04-23 The Glorious Colors Of Spring
“Summer makes me drowsy, Autumn makes me sing, Winter’s pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.” – Dorothy Parker It was such a beautiful day and evening here in New York, so utterly spring like. As I type...
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