January 1, 2016 Impressions


It started in the early hours of the morning with a round of Pommery champagne as we join strangers on the corner, all gazing skyward at the sparkling, cascading mayhem of gunpowder disguised as fireworks; aware, like someone on a new frontier, that no one is in charge; anything is possible. Long after our New Year’sContinue reading “January 1, 2016 Impressions”