⪧ We left our life in New York City to make a new one in Provence ⪦

November 4, 2010

Paddling.



Took a row boat out. Central Park. I was the rower and Xavier said I reminded him of a frantic fraggle. I took that as a nice compliment. I think he meant that I had a spirited and eager style. Close, far and wide, I had great views. Straight in front of me was a princess in her crown (yes, Halloween may be over, but this dress is everlasting) and a charming young man. To my left, right and everywhere were scarlet, lime and mustard bursts.





It was enough to make a couple of girls sing. Following our Sound of Music sing-along last week (thank you, Stephen), we sang a lot of do-re-mi.





Xavier opted for a more spooky rendition of Willy Wonka's boat ride: faster faster, faster faster. There's no earthly way of knowing. Which direction we are going. There's no knowing where we're rowing. Or which way the river's flowing. He really got into it (his face, photographic proof). Marguerite remained calm.



3 comments:

Ming said...

Emilie, what a beautiful day you had in Central Park. Thanks for sharing the wonderful images (especially on such a blah day today in the NE region.)

Emilie said...

Thanks Ming! So glad I can soak it up...

Rosie said...

How lovely floating along with the trees in concert attire! You make life seem like a celebration. . . which it truly is.

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