The 24 hour contrast from South Florida back to New York felt more abrupt than usual today, for a variety of reasons. Though spring has definitely warmed the city, from the inside out.For New Yorkers, the sights, smells and - as my friend Ellen puts it - the dulcet sounds of New York City, are so common that after a while you almost don't notice them. Horns, jack hammers, pot holes, graffiti, scaffolding, the random 'beep beep beep' of a garbage truck backing up are all parts of city life.
It's fairly safe to say that some parts of New York are more naturally beautiful than others. Though spring has worked its magic today and trees are in full flower, even giving a glow to West 25th Street.
Almost making you not notice the graffiti...
Or the boxy buildings without any architectural charm...
Or the pot hole under repair! (this is back on Henry Street in Brooklyn Heights).
Spring flowers, with their very lovely and finite life span, remind you to just stop and smell them...and enjoy the ride, wherever you are.
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