Jana and Marta., originally uploaded by mind on fire.

I thought I might start a list of all the amazing people we both met and met up with during our trip…but I realized that it would be nearly impossible to recount them all…

Like our Boston trip over a year ago, I continue to be awed by all the goodness that I find in the humans (and kitties) that cross my path, and words just can’t do justice to the kindnesses and memory-making moments.

This year is already off to such a fantastic beginning…so many upcoming adventures for me and for all of you. I can’t wait to see what lies ahead!

Photo above (by John) is of me & Marta–she opened her home to us and was not only super-hostess but also super-chauffeur.

Jana in c215’s amazing room of junk., originally uploaded by mind on fire.

We spent a lot of time in art galleries in NYC and I think the installation pictured above was our favorite of the bunch. Surprisingly, this gallery, AdHoc, is sponsoring an exhibit of Brooklyn street art at John’s fav LA gallery this month (Thinkspace). We’re looking forward to visiting and remembering our time spent wandering the local art scene..

🙂

Jana’s head explodes., originally uploaded by mind on fire.

been there, done that, moved on (a bit too Vegas for my taste)

CatGirl in my hat., originally uploaded by mind on fire.

John and I, we make gorgeous babies (at least IMO). In a prophetic moment around the time of CatGirl’s birth, John stated that she would someday be a light that would “outshine us all.” I see some of that here–the reservoir of potential that feeds her creative spirit.

Photo by John.

winter scene, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Near the Bluestocking bookstore in the lower East side.

ask a ninja (how cold it is outside), originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

recent outerwear survey:
John: 2 new prs gloves & new coat
Jana: new shoes, socks & pashmina scarf
GB: gloves missing (but he has deep pockets)
CG: coat went missing for 15 min until found on metro (whew)

East Coast, we love you anyways…

View from Our Room., originally uploaded by mind on fire.

Survived rail/subway transfers at rush hour. Learning that New Yorkers don’t move out of the way–not in the market, not on the sidewalk, not so you can push the buttons in the elevator. A gross exaggeration to be sure, but I’m trying to figure out how to navigate like the locals do…We’re situated just a few blocks from Times Square, from MOMA, from Rockefeller Center.

This is fun, people.