One day back in 2003 I was walking around the meatpacking district in Manhattan and we wandered into the Chelsea Market. At the back, there was loud Tango music playing and dozens of couples were dancing. I snapped this with my old 35mm camera.
I think this photo right here sums up why I’d like to learn how to Tango.
I think I’m going to try to take a picture of mom every day that I’m with her from this point forward. I doubt I’ll put them all up here, but I want to take them. These are the pictures for the last couple of days:
The monkey is from one of our last day trips out. Last July 4th, I took mom to the zoo. When we were in the gift shop, she seemed to like the orange monkey, so I got it for her. Recently the monkey has made a bit of a come back and has been sharing her chair in the TV room.
When we got the monkey, the home care aide who was with us said that mom should name the monkey. I jokingly said, “Name it anything but Kevin.”
The aide asked mom what she wanted to name it, she said, “Kevin.” Then she giggled. Thanks, mom.
As I pulled up to my mom’s house tonight, I noticed the full moon in the background. It seemed like a good photo opportunity so I took a few shots.
The best shots I got were using the automatic settings, but the exposure was quite long. It makes the shot a little blurry since it was hand held. I wish I had a tripod handy, but maybe I’ll try again next month.
If you enjoy living in the northern part of the country where winters are long and cold, I do not suggest spending a winter in Arizona like I did. After a year in Arizona, I’ve been ruined for winter. This will be my second winter back in Illinois and I really hate it.
Part of me thinks it would be nice to live in Chicago again. It has a great theatre scene, but I’m not sure how I could stand the winters. Perhaps I need to be a snowbird, spending my winters in Arizona or Southern California and the rest of the year in a city like Chicago or New York.