A Family Affair

On a rainy morning in late February, Jake Weller and I took the subway to 81 Street to spend the day with a truly terrific set of humans– my family.




The rain persisted and we, outfitted in coats and hats and gloves, huddling under umbrellas, spent the day taking in all the bones and bodies the Museum of Natural History had to offer, exploring the cavernous cathedral of St. John the Divine, and slurping noodles in Harlem.






Cats abounded. (Featuring photos from both my camera and the camera of my Poochcat. Also featuring photos of me looking like a child.)

















At the end of the day, my family headed north, we aimed south. We boarded opposites sides of the subway platform at 125th Street, and caught sight of each other for just another brief moment. We waved, smiled, blew kisses, EMMA’d. And Erin and I took these two pictures.







And then the train came, and they were gone.


About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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