Wednesday, May 28, 2008
It was early am, on a drizzly late May morning in Echo Park. I sat trying to catch a picture of the teeny tiny itty bitty baby hummingbirds no larger than my thumb humming around the perimeter of our cul-de-sac.
Just a few days earlier a person amongst our group of friends was killed on his motorcycle just several hundred yards from this peaceful idyllic perch.
Rest in peace, Gabe. I got nothing else today.
Posted by Food, she thought. at 7:31 PM