Weekend

Shakespeare in the Park at last (patience and luck prevailed). French toast with fresh mascarpone at Extra Virgin in the morning. The best coffee in my neighborhood (Postmark).  Avocado toast in the morning and a digestive with tea in the afternoon. Strolls in West Village and the Upper West Side, and peek into a performance at Lincoln Center. And a green juice to close out the day.

Weekend

From a half-weekend kind of weekend that I am re-claiming this morning. Some things I'd like to remember about these past few days: finding what may be my favorite coffee-house (foamy coffee, home-like place), though I'd have to go to Stumptown one more time to be sure. Discovering even more opportunities for the summer than I thought were possible, and delighting in using those as back-up summer plans for rainy days. Wearing summer colors. Running and jogging along the reservoir, and realizing that I never loved it as much as when I was running it, with the smell of fresh water in my nose and the wind blowing towards me. Daydreaming on the train, and finding moments of stillness when the D train's lights went off in a tunnel. Getting back into yoga at home, and realizing how good it feels. The Empire State building, all in white. Recipe-testing for this week's potluck at work. Warm weather followed by the inevitable, refreshing summer shower.

Have a happy Monday!

Eleven

The week in photos.

From the week of grays and colors.

03/12/15: Yes to spring showers
03/13/15: ...and spring flowers.
03/14/15: Afternoon coffee spot. (Just what I needed.)
03/15/15: My favorite cup.
03/16/15: Birds on wires.
03/07/15: St. Patrick's Day.
03/18/15: Good thoughts.

The Week in Photos

The 12 Days of Flashbacks has been moved forward one day this week to allow for a "Week in Photos" post. 

12/1/14: My new bag.
12/2/14: Morning coffee.
12/3/14: Seasonal sign.
12/4/14: Seasonal sign, part two.
12/5/14: Yes.
12/6/14: Morning jitters led to gratefulness.
12/7/14: My favorite trio.

End of the Month

November was full of solo adventures and good memories. To wit: a trip to the IFC. My first meaningful experience of the NYC Marathon in Brooklyn (where I was moved by the Achilles International runners, who I had seen in my 5K in April.) Coffee at 'shops and hot chocolate at home. A reading goal accomplished. A New York fall experienced. Good eats had alone and in company.

Another great month has flown by. If the stores and markets are any indication, we're deep into holiday season.

Signs

From the weekend in Carroll Gardens. That last one is just right.

Cited

From the January 27, 2014 issue of The New Yorker:

"For the generation shaped by social media,...'experiences are the new luxury good.'"

Something to think about.