inkpiphany

There is a tattoo parlor on 2nd Avenue somewhere below 5th Street that also sells jewelery. Some years back, while Effie was checking out a pair of earrings, I flipped through a book of their drawings and found a snow leopard descending a tree. In thinking about tattoos tonight, I realized what I wanted for my left arm and also realized that this is not the time for it. Ergo, the one I'm getting now goes on my left calf. As I thought that, I remembered the leopard. Et voilà.