Sprung

There is no denying it folks, April is here and Spring has sprung. I took a leisurely bike ride over to McCarren Park with the bag loaded up with a towel, snacks, Artforum, and the Sunday NY Times. Spent several hours under this tree. Reading. Napping. Staring into the blue sky, and…

watching this squirrel climb up and down the tree.
No doubt the next entry will reference the great snowstorm that unexpectedly buried the city in a foot of snow.
Until then, I’ve taken down the plastic and cautiously opened the windows for the first breath of fresh air.

