|Great Lawn, Central Park|
So I went for a walk. And discovered that it was cold and rainy and slippery outside. Bugger! I couldn't go back and face that music though, so I walked on through the rain, north on West End Ave. Only, I pretended I was walking over Scottish moors, because if a girl has to walk in the rain, it might as well be in a properly romantic and fitting setting.
But after a while the imaginary moors lost their imaginary charm, and I was back on West End Ave., cold and dripping. Returned home for a quick change and then caught a train (or three) to Brooklyn, to babysit for my SweetPeaMcGee. Baby girl was napping for the first two hours I was there, so I just sat, curled up on a couch, wrapped in a blanket, sipping coffee and reading a book. It was quiet and it was awesome.
The day started looking up.
|Snow peeps in Greenpoint, Brooklyn|