It's been a couple of years since we made it to the Feast of the Assumption in Little Italy. It's one of those things that I really disliked when I lived there (mostly due to the hours upon hours of loud music), but something I really enjoy now. The stretch of Mayfield Road in Little Italy is completely closed off so vendors can set up on the sidewalks and people can wander up and down the street. The main draw is the food, obviously, but there's also a lot of entertainment, gambling, and a little carnival. I was looking forward to a meatball sub this year. It was excellent.
Andrew finally got to try some pizza from Mama Santa's and I finally got the chance to really have fun with my new (but old) 50mm lens that I grabbed for cheap on eBay a couple of months ago. I love how great it is in low light and being a regular SLR lens it was pretty enjoyable to do a little manual work for a change. Oh, and we grabbed a hot waffle ice cream sandwich on our way out. Yes, it was a good as it sounds.
at 5:21 PM
How can I adequately describe that feeling?
That feeling that comes from the instant when you hear just the first few notes of the right song and your heart swells and you become overwhelmed with a rush of memories of a day in the fall. A day that maybe never actually happened. Just an idealized end result of a collection of almost perfect moments. The crisp air. The color and the anticipation. The possibility. That smell that escapes from the chimneys that wraps me in a feeling of complete comfort.
And at one time I would have called it infinite.
And at one time it was all I had.
And sometimes it makes me cry.
I love that feeling.
at 1:17 PM
A vintage Suzani embroidery. Someday I'll get to hang this on one of our walls.
In the meantime I'll just think about it and continue to be frustrated with the wait. This week we're dealing with mold removal estimates. Mold is my new worst enemy.
at 2:35 PM