Monday, July 30, 2012
brooklyn, brooklyn take me in
There are some days that you can't seem to shake.
You wake up on the wrong side of the bed and ache for the moment you can crawl back into it.
This was not one of those days.
Justin and our friend Leah and I spent a recent Saturday in Brooklyn.
Every cloud in the sky seemed perfectly painted in place.
I felt privy to special moments around every corner.
A man leaning out his apartment window to chat with his neighbor.
A father and son lunch date.
Girlfriends sauntering in and out of local shops.
Sticky hands catching every last sugary drop from a popsicle.
The banjo-playing man had quite the talent.
We stopped on the sidewalk and tapped our feet to his bluegrassy tunes.
A blue brick wall as bright as the day's sky caught my attention.
We were several steps passed it when I knew we had turn around.
I would regret it all day if we didn't go back.
I had to kiss my man in front of that sky blue wall and kiss him I did.
Brooklyn took us in and made us family.
It was a day I can't seem to shake.