Posts Tagged ‘Rain’
In which The Gay Recluse fails to deliver the sun. Yesterday it rained so hard that we felt sure today would arrive bright and sunny, as so often happens in New York City, where weather really doesn’t tend to linger the way it does in say, Pittsburgh or Ithaca. We had visitors in from out […]
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Tags: Cold, Fog, Ithaca, Pittsburgh, Promises, Rain, Sun
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with birds. Today we left work and had to walk crosstown in the drizzle. It was completely dark and we didn’t have an umbrella. Plus we were running late, and had overdressed; we regretted that it wasn’t snowing, as it would have been before global warming. But […]
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Tags: Cities, Gotham, Rain, Rush Hour, Sand, Time, Walks
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Wake us up when it’s over.
Filed under: Architecture, GWB Project, Health, Longing, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights, Weather | Leave a Comment
Tags: Bleak, Fog, Rain, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with birds. It was raining pretty hard, but we still had places to go. Even if we knew that somewhere, someone was sleeping. I hope you love birds, too. –Emily Dickinson
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Tags: Birds, Emily Dickinson, Rain, Sleep
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Today we were reading on Gawker about how to be a successful traffic whore blogger. Number one was “listicles,” which we sometimes do. This is sort of a list, right? Then “creating coherent characters.” We definitely could use some work in that […]
Filed under: Architecture, GWB Project, The Gay Recluse, Traffic, Washington Heights | 6 Comments
Tags: Breakthroughs, Rain, Summer, Sunsets, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse retires to our garden in Washington Heights. Date of photograph: April 28, 2008, around 6:30pm It’s hardly a secret that sometimes the spring garden looks better in the rain. Today was one of those days… One of our favorite plants is the creeping yellow groundcover, which we bought a few […]
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Tags: Alpines, Chasing Amy, Creeping Jenny, Green Markets, Groundcover, Lesbian Conversions, Lysimachia nummularia, Perennials, Rain, Rocks, Sighs, Union Square, Washington Heights
