NYC so glorious.

At 65th and 5th Ave.

I'm sorry my faith was ever shaken.

Central Park.

One the grand pleasures of living in New York is the sensation you have on the first warm weekends of Spring and all the city is flitting about in Central Park. Colette was shouting to all of them, "Hey guys!" "Hey horse!" "Central Park!"





We had to ride the carousel...







...and I am pretty sure Romy was the nicest baby in the park.

Subjects.

Subjects: NYC and these two. The George Washington Bridge looked at ease this evening with the sunset - something reassuring about its stance there over the river. And Colette with her dramatic faces and airs. She and Xavier were walking down the street yesterday evening and she turned to him and out of the blue reminded him, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed." She also proclaims, "Oh goodness" and "Oh dear!" regularly. Little Romy went in for her passport photo this afternoon and looked particularly dignified, even if she was still in her pajamas. She is a calm soul.