Last night, Hubby and I went to a benefit at Socrates Sculpture Park.
Watching the sunset over my city saved me from cursing out cabbies,
whilst stuck in a traffic jam at the Greenpoint Ave. exit.
Growing up here, I never really stopped to think about the miles of
cemetery that line the entrance to Manhattan.
Now, I think about it. Especially with the Financial District looming overhead.
By the time I picked-up the hubby and we arrived at the benefit,
it was too dark to shoot the exhibit.