4/22/11

Los Angeles, CA

The thing about LA is, it hardly ever rains. And so
when it does, we are never prepared. The cracks
in the sidewalk have to soak up the puddles
because no one thought to develop
any kind of drainage system.

Here's another thing: it didn't rain this week... and Stella
and I are still hopping puddles on our walk
from the water that rose up from out of nowhere
and created this Mary-Poppins-of-a-painting
in the middle of my morning.

If a tree can grow in Brooklyn, I guess it can grow
in the middle of a puddle on my sidewalk too.