Calling New York

The longest day. Interview with Gregory at 5pm in New York who I have corresponded with intermittently for several years. Fascinating guy, and I really liked him. We shared an early love of Yeats, and like existentialism. Funny to hear birds singing outside his open window, and thinking how those were birds a continent away. Modern tricknology eh? Otherwise a day of getting my ducks in a row for the aforementioned interview, communicating with solicitors, and cooking this evening. 

Below, and the sun goes down in the west on the longest day, and a cheeky screen grab of Gregory.