The Beauty of Boring

This was a very blissfully boring day.  Practice, and organizing, and a walk down Broadway in the fall.  The glow of the yellow ginko on Riverside Dr in the evening street lamps is one of my favorite things to see this time of year.  I remember the ginko trees in Japan along the street I use to bike to work.  I could stand on the pedals to make myself taller as I glided under them, and pretend I was soaring through golden clouds in blue skies.