I’ve been sensationally busy lately, building a website. I haven’t looked out the window in days. So I can’t say when the High Line guys moved the wonderful Grasshopper to the spot it now occupies, center stage in my evolving High Line drama. But tonight, as I was passing by the window with a nice glass of wine, I happened to glance out and there it was. It reminded me of my father once more.
Thanks again, High Line guys. Tomorrow I’ll try very hard to put myself in front of the window and watch, so I can see what this marvelous device actually does. Or maybe it’s better to let it stay a mystery. Only tomorrow will tell.