Saturday, June 14, 2008

so what

stoop (detail)

This corner, this small detail, brings back a flood of memories as intense as the torrents of rain that are smashing against my windows as I write this.


medusa said...

i got caught in that rain, twice: once in manhattan, in a mad dash to the subway, where i dried off just enough to emerge into a downpour on the brooklyn end.

she said...

i'm very familiar with memory floods..

and exactly as you describe here,

some of the smallest details create the largest triggers

and good memories or bad memories.. i prefer when the weather matches