Could New York City have been any colder than it was on the day we visited? I do remember those blustery gray December days in the canyons of Manhattan - I just haven't experienced it recently. Four women (daughter, daughter in law, granddaughter, me) braved cold and wind chill and spent a lovely day seeing the tree and skaters, eating a late lunch in an Irish Pub near Rockefeller Center, photographing each other and the silver and gold flags and....
visiting Times Square where we played tourist and brought back funky
I (heart) New York gifts
for ourselves and the new mother at home all cozy with her eighteen day old baby boy. At home we made tea, baked cookies and cooed over the baby. Rocking him to sleep the next morning one of the cats followed us around from room to room staring intently.
how perfectly right
in a patch of winter sun
a black and white cat
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