And the weather complied, so I spent two sunny days bouncing between the dots called up by google maps each time I searched for "flowers." Staring at my phone-map, sipping on good coffee, checking out the nearby outfits, and generally being absorptive: The weekend was a success. Some good hard yoga, some high-concept faux-commune dining, the birds in Bed-Stuy singing, Lina's sprouting avocado pits and lemon seeds, and many hypnotic vibrating train rides later, I have a new appreciation for city living. And a stockpile of photos, some of which are below.
Something is growing, by golly, something is coming out of the ground
A magazine I did not buy, and an apple harvest I would have jumped up & down to have seen last fall, when apples were few.
Forsythia at the MoMA
(self-explanatory)
Terrarii abundant in the flower shops of Brooklyn
plum blossoms
things are more expensive in the city
THANK YOU DEAR LINA
