are you sure you know what's going into your lungs?

these pictures are from two mondays ago, on my way home from meeting with my surgeon. i'd never seen the cloud of thick, black smoke rising from the smokestack at one of the oil refinery by the bridge to 76.

i spent today driving through jersey into manhattan for a meeting; there is something about a day in the city that just sticks to you; it leaves me with an immense urge to shower immediately upon returning home.

i'm glad for my country estate, and glad for all the fresh air i am surrounded by on a regular basis. thank goodness.

i'm tired. time to relax. and un-city-fy myself.