(May 13) DEC retraining credits are being obtained.
Construction is apparently underway here on Queens Boulevard.
The Boulevard of Death shows no sign of where its nickname comes from at this hour on a Sunday morning.
(May 8) I’m still trying to figure out how to shoot the moon.
(Apr 7) Went to visit my mother.
There’s a park across the street
Beyond the park, a trail. I’m probably not supposed to follow it.
The journey ended badly for a traveler before me
It’s cleaner than the Gowanus Canal, at least.
There were a lot of these “utility pole trees”.
My mother has some photos of long ago
I was about 11 years old at the time.
(Apr 4) The last service provided by a carcass. Flavor. This time I reduced the stock to gel. I’ve been downgraded from gas to an electric stove.
Then beef. Beef bones are a rare find in the supermarket.
(Apr 2) Starting over again. New location. Same boxes since Brooklyn. The boxes and I are both worn out.
Perhaps people wouldn’t dump if the town ever picked up yard waste.
This didn’t turn out like I’d expected
The moon moves a lot too, I guess.