It was only two months ago that I wandered the streets of Manhattan in the warm wonderful heat, skipping in the sun straight off my red-eye. I arrived today when the sky was still dark (and pink) to a completely different New York: one that required fur.
My October morning in Manhattan involved three wonderful gentlemen, the other Cafe Gitane (Hotel Jane), the same wonderful food and coffee, and snow snow snow.
Tomorrow, well, we’ll see.
(Thanks to Q this time for stealing my camera while we wandered.)