Tinsel Trading, like sugar for my notion sweet tooth.
I know they say everything is bigger in Texas, but New York might be runner up.
I think people could tell I was not a native with my head back and lens in the air everywhere I went. What do you think?
Artists & Fleas, kind of like a real live Etsy gathering of shops. Ryan found a neat, graphic t and I a little gift.
[You'd think my neck would still be aching...]
And this little scene I thought belongs with those of Kojo's Color My Summer series just launched! You'll want to follow along!
I love the first exit from the subway into this breathtaking city, the smells, the sounds, and the excitement.
ABC Home, where we were unable to get into their new restaurant. Oh, to have connections. But we did enjoy perusing their wares anyhow.
Can you spy my little Ry?
He's holding my roasted cauliflower sandwich in this petite, unpretentious place of a restaurant-one of our repeats of past visits.
Does this count as a haircut?
The last day we were there was so chilly for these two southerners that we stopped to warm our bones and get some hot chocolate and pain au chocolat.
Okay. That's it for my NYC photos. Promise. Now getting back to business. Especially since I just finished about 73,143 loads of laundry with 2 to go. I should have taken a picture for you, but I was on such a roll that I didn't want to interrupt my folding rhythm. Now Clover has clothes to wear again. That's always nice.