Friday, May 06, 2011
I fled. I flew.
Away from the grey cold rain of the Pacific Northwest and through the comfort of a middle seat on a red-eye flight, awoke to a city abloom and awake in springtime bliss.
NYC was ripe for the taking, and perfect for a mix of business (visiting clients) and pleasure (traveling with a friend for a cultural infusion).
I haven't fully processed the trip, but am getting there.
Until more comes to mind to share, I give you some images of spring in the big apple. Delightfully dripping with blooms and sunshine warm enough to play in the park and sit on the steps to take in the Vitamin D.