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Close but no sale

Posted on September 13, 2015 by maesprose

I almost bought an apartment this week. It was filled with charm and I was smitten.  I fell in love with the location, north of the city but not too north.  I could keep my doctors, friends and my hairdresser … Continue reading →

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It was a blast

Posted on July 3, 2015 by maesprose

Last Sunday my neighborhood was filled with rain, rainbows and love.  The Gay Pride Parade marches past my block here in Chelsea.  This year it was particularly joyful.   June was a delightful month.  I made an effort to keep … Continue reading →

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Astoria, Queens

Posted on June 14, 2014 by maesprose

  My friends Donna and Tom are leaving New York this week. They’re headed to Florida to move permanently into the townhouse they purchased a few years ago. It’s a step towards retirement but no one has actually said that … Continue reading →

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Tulips

Posted on May 7, 2014 by maesprose

    I went to my Dad’s house this weekend. “The tulips look good.” We kept saying that to each other over and over.  Sitting in his conservatory, we were looking out at the bursts of yellow and red dotting … Continue reading →

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Wintery tales

Posted on January 26, 2014 by maesprose

“It’s cold.” A few million other people and I have been mumbling those words for weeks now. The only one who’s not buying it is my dad. “The winter of 1934 was worse than this. If you live through something … Continue reading →

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A tiny spot in Indiana

Posted on January 18, 2014 by maesprose

Some Fridays, I crash into the weekend like a race-car driver who has lost control of the wheel.  It’s not a pretty scene.  It usually happens like it did this past week when I have a great deal of travel.  … Continue reading →

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The perfect storm

Posted on January 4, 2014 by maesprose

We’ve been cleaning out my father’s house every time my sisters and I get together.  It’s a massive undertaking that isn’t going quickly.  We’re a sentimental lot and so we average about 5 things tossed and then we fall into … Continue reading →

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Making sense

Posted on July 5, 2013 by maesprose

Yesterday, everyone I knew woke up in a bad mood.  It could have been the heat, the fact that all of the independent coffee shops in my world were closed or something lunar.  My money is on the heat but … Continue reading →

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Breakfast in Greenport

Posted on June 22, 2013 by maesprose

I like a good cup of coffee to start my morning and my preference is to go to a small local shop.  This can be tricky as a good barista is truly an artist.  Greenport didn’t disappoint.  Aldo’s Cafe had … Continue reading →

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One special moment in time….

Posted on April 20, 2013 by maesprose

Yesterday, we flew over the storm that trapped me in Chicago.  We bumped and thumped over the clouds.  Belted in our seats, I was in the last row fighting back the urge to grab that little paper bag in the … Continue reading →

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