Central Park Pink Saturday

I had some grandiose thoughts for this post. I was set to write about the grandeur of spring in New York City. Alas, Friday's practically summer weather -- when I wore a sweater and just about skipped down the street -- rapidly returned to winter. I wore my winter coat this morning, but forgot gloves and my hands were as cold as any January day. I think I need these spring pictures more than I anticipated, just to remind me that spring really is just around the corner. 

My Friday walk -- after my coffee at a.cafe -- took me past Central Park, which was festive with the first of spring flowers.



This little girl -- adorable in pink -- did skip down the sidewalk.  

Another symbol of Pink Saturday in the spring is this bright pink ice cream truck. I've been very disciplined resisting pastry, but I gave in to my urge for soft ice cream and had my first of the season. I am a soft ice cream fan and it was as good as I remember from years past.

 



I spent this morning doing what else -- drinking coffee! I had a great visit with my college roommate and enjoyed either "M" or "P." Good coffee, lots of catching up and laughing. Coffee and friends -- a perfect morning!

As ever, thanks for visiting. Please stop by tomorrow for "C" is for...