The Fallow Time

These are all photos from two days ago. We are now in that messy season when the retreating snow reveals the debris through which poke the heads of the earliest arrivals. The pictures show Connecticut where the buds of lilac, azalea and scarlet quince are swelling, followed by the tiny curbed plots of the Upper West Side and Jackson Heights. Finally, Central Park, wherein the witch hazel, hellebore and crocus were blooming. Tomorrow I return to Fort Lauderdale for another month. Gloves and scarves put away for another year. (That's Judy Collins you hear.)

Weekend in Connecticut

Languid. Serene. Leisurely. Food we'd never eat in real life, but once of a summer Saturday won't kill ya. Joey, not used to a soft mattress, received an expert adjustment that worked wonders.