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When I'm with our designer daughter in New York, I recognize my own love of design.
When I made quilts, it was designing them that brought the most joy. Secondary was the feel of the cotton and needle, and the weight of the pile of fabric in my lap. Primary was the juxtaposition of colors and patterns.
Even on the flight out to NYC, it was the patchwork below that pulled on me.
Arriving in her apartment in Queens while she and Brian were at work gave us a chance to snoop around and see how the tight space was stacked for storage. I find it very satisfying.
We got to see her office in Manhattan too, and the relatively small space was efficiently organized, with a human touch.
After her office it was Peking Duck in Chinatown. Talk about patterns and color!
Below is the window of a chopsticks store.
Although we didn't make it to any of the art museums (not yet, ever), we did get to the American Museum of Natural History, which has its own designs on display. Such intricacies in Nature's patterns, such as this python skeleton.
And in Central Park, one day in the rain, and another in the sun, more color and pattern.
And then back home in the Queens neighborhood where there is lots more pattern in small spaces. I had to run out of the restaurant where we were eating brunch to ask these girls' dad if I could take their picture.
Today Lesley's at work half a day, and we're giving Brian time and space to work at home. After we play some Catan tonight we will watch the final game of the NCAA tournament's Final Four, with our beloved MSU playing North Carolina (President Obama's pick to win in his bracket), so keep your fingers crossed for the Spartan GREEN!
After some wonderful time with our daughter and her fiance we head back home to the farm tomorrow (Tuesday) - where Peter will be waiting for us, home from his Caribbean gig. From one joy to another!
