I've just had the most glorious Sunday: brunch with my beloved Lorrie Moore, who then escorted me to the Maira Kalman exhibit at the Jewish Museum. Then I walked across the park to my parents' house, where I found my mother watching tennis and leafing through sheets torn from a 1970 Irish newspaper, her own little face, so much like mine, peering back from the gossip page.Then I hopped on the train and came home, Simon Van Booy's novel keeping me company. Once back at the homestead, my husband and I took to watercoloring while watching Nadal and Djokovic battle it out on a Palm Springs' court. A perfect day.
Yours,
Emma
Published on March 20, 2011 15:22