us open

oh september. i love september in new york because the weather changes. you go to bed one night and it's 95 degrees. and then you wake up the next morning and, voila! 60's!

like last year, september began with the us open. hot dogs and fries, good friends, scarves, and roger federer. me gusta.

that lady in red- i wish you could see her whole "pony tail."

at one point i looked down and it was sitting in my mustard. ruined.

manhattan sunset.