the 215 festival is happening here oct 8-12 and who the heck knows, i may just go and check out patti smith. she'll be at the big library reading her poetry and singing some songs. last time i saw her perform was at fleagh (flah) at randall's island. i had a few pints of guinness and made my shamrock in the head last to the very end. the one other time i saw her was at a starbuck's downtown (nyc) with her son. she's a tiny woman, thin and short. i and my companion had been at a concert and we ducked in there to get a cup of joe. didn't say anything to her. why the hell would i?

that's the beauty of ny. stars i've spotted:
yoko ono 2x with sean
andy warhol (camera in hand)
tommy tune and twiggy (one tall dude)
various soap stars
i forget who else...doesn't matter anyhow.
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well, it seems i'm taking a little trip for the holidays. it'll be short but welcomed. a change of scenery would be nice.
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pretty chilly out there. i actually contemplated wearing a coat. did wear gloves, i hate having cold hands. somehow, i hold off as long as possible wearing a coat. i don't want to give into the cold coming...the winter around the corner. i did pack all of the summer things away and unpacked sweaters and scarves and gloves.

i'm a stubborn fickle woman. i love the warm weather but hate humidity. i love the beautiful clear skies but don't really care for the cold.
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morning scene:
a billion birds flying as one they undulate in cool air pass quickly overhead, a scarf unfolded silk feathers, then gone.

a glimpse of natural beauty. my morning gift for looking up.