Sara sent me the first one, from across the street from her doctor’s (annual checkup). When she was very, very wee, she came out of her room carrying a transparent handbag shaped like a closed but not constricted umbrella that fastened with a zipper. She…

I pulled into the parking lot of the Friday market and got some pictures I’ve been wanting to snap. These are all on one block of Mulberry Street. This one is some kind of business, but my old eyes can’t read the sign. I love…