Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Everyone was at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden today. So were we. It was a mad house. I have never seen so many people there. I could have taken a peaceful nap in these muscari, bees or no bees. I like bees.
After the garden were we spat out onto an insane Flatbush Avenue. We caught a bus. Then a cab. The day had started on the subway. It ended in my mom's hotel room in Battery Park, with a picnic, overlooking the beautiful harbour and the constant boat traffic. Her room is quiet. Spring and the Hudson River flow by far below.
We are all pooped.