Queens Hideouts, Wilderness

locked gate

pigeons

The alleys, courtyards and front yards of Queens are a new point of interest. some with tall ripe tomato plants, some with rows of bright flowers or junked car parts. building's swallowed up by crawling ivy. I walk by them every day, the weather's been good for wandering. though not exactly what I've described, here are some of the local wilds. more pictures soon, landscape and otherwise. 

Dream

Back from a long trip, settling into the new digs, living very much out of boxes and getting dangerously comfortable with the new standard. 

Last night I dreamt that I was back in Provence, in a very small, remote mountain village where there was an ancient stable. In this particular region, a select group of women were born into the job of Horse Wrestler-- a gruesome but respected position. stationed throughout the massive stables, these women held coils of rope in their hands, and when needed, would fight to restrain a horse in his stall, finally using the long rope to cut off the oxygen at his throat, causing him to pass out and be operated on or simply temporarily sedated.

These were brutal, unsmiling and sinuous women. 

Later in the same dream, my roommate showed up looking like a combination of Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady, and Jackie O. She wore a pillbox hat and matching three piece dress suit. The hat, strangely, included a form-fitting mask, made of the same pale floral-patterned felt, and provided two very small slits for her to see through. She was otherwise completely covered up. She appeared to be traveling incognito.