goodbye to all that

This is the last of the ramblings from my Feb. visit to NYC, and the requisite stalking photo -- her wrap-yourself-in-curly-lamb-even-if-you-have-a-gigantic-head coat and dramatic long skirt and his...scarf?  Looking at this now that the lilacs are out and the kids across the street are still out playing when I go to sleep makes me think, Sayonara winter, hello being able to make a fart sound with my hand in my sweaty armpit.