There’s a homeless man who lives on a street corner that I pass by every day on my way to school. One day he was gone, and in his place an open bag with things spilling out, this Polaroid blowing away.
I was out on a walk during lunch and found this note on the sidewalk, blowing in the breeze at the corner of Drumm & Sacramento.
This was on the back of one of the bills given to me as change this morning. It makes me sad to think of some kid having to use the money they were saving toward their trip to the magic kingdom for other stuff.
It seems the cleaning lady brought her daughter one day, and she must’ve repeated what she heard from mom. Yikes! I guess she must’ve done her homework– she spoke of Mickey Mouse just the other day.
When about to embark on a mini UK tour with my friend’s band, we were loading up our van and I found a strip of 3 images on 120 negative film. I’m a photographer with access to a decent scanner, so this is what I found.
Walking down 11th Avenue, I spot this family photo on the sidewalk next to a car dealership. Dad, two lovely daughters and the photographer mom. The picture find was two blocks distant from the Hudson River. They abandoned ship and subsequent boating memories to urban turf.
I found this note stuck on the inside cover of Running in Heels, by Anna Maxted. I’m convinced its good luck because the lady only charged me 50 cents for the 23 books I picked out. Oh, and there really were crumbs inside, or maybe it was sand from the beach.
Wow. A three-tier waterskiing formation complete with American flags! Pretty amazing.