Wicked

My first trip to New York and what do I neglect to grab as I run out the door to meet the bus... you got it my camera.I was so excited to be engulfed in this big city. In this case I think the experience was not something I could have captured with the camera. The hustle, the bustle, the sounds, the smells, oh yes those stinky smells.Then the glamour, the shopping, the styles so eclectic. The crowds that are non stop throughout the whole day. There is always movement, constant and never ending, in the traffic, in the people, in the air. It was incredible!
The food was elegant and so much different than just your average place locally. Maybe it is the ambiance of the city that changes it all, sets a different flair,different taste. The only thing I didn't feel in this great city that ever is on the move is alive. I didn't feel caught up in it all, swept away by all it had to offer. It seemed to be lacking the will to live. Not dead but just going through the motions of everyday. There were no smiles on the faces as you passed them, all on their cell phones as they walked down the street not even aware of the person they were passing along the way. No joy about the hustle and bustle, no feeling of the cool air on my face that said I am here in the middle of it all and so excited to be a part of it. I was so looking forward to being swept away by the glamour, the style, the motion, this city that is to be alive with finance, fashion, people of all shapes and sizes and I was missing it. It was just a big city filled with everyday people going to where I am not sure.
The architecture, the moving ads on tall buildings, the sky scrapers, so much busy, busy eye catching things. Maybe the business of it all takes the life out of those engulfed in it everyday.. Maybe it is their mundane routine that they are in, for a newbee like me. Maybe they see all the sights everyday and it does not phase them like it did me.
The show was incredible. The seats spectacular, the crowd involved. A show to see again.. Wicked. As our guide stated you will not watch the Wizard of Oz the same way again.
So I will post the phone pictures that we captured.
I look forward to a trip again, maybe the vibe will be different, maybe I will look at it different, however I do not doubt that I will indeed see something new around every corner that I have not seen before.

Rain, Rain

well, sad news in my lovely household this evening... I have this wonderful, old apple tree on the property next door. Over the years it has given me delicious apples that I have made delightful applesauce from. This morning it looked like may one of the branches was going to break from holding all of its fruitful treasure, the branches are so full of apples this year, quite the abundance. I left earlier this evening to pick ym son up from football practice and came home and it is official, the branch has totally drooped right down to the ground. Not because it is heavy laden with fruit but because the roots have come right up out of the ground. My heart is heavy, the tree has been so good to me over the years, sharing not only its lovely beauty but bountiful fruit. There goes my applesauce!!