odds & ends of may.

...and just one more sleep till june. 

summer.

 a few more scenes from the weekend, including those first blueberry pancakes of the year and that

moment on the corner of 6th and 49th when i knew there's no denying her now: sweet summer.

weekend.

my childhood friends amber and megan have been here these past few days, and i've been in heaven. 

your life, they said when i asked what they wanted to see, so we wandered our way through the long

weekend, spending afternoons on the upper west side and waiting out a saturday thunderstorm in a quiet coffeehouse. it's such a comfort to have friends i've known my whole life, and to see them here
in my grown up world is really something special.

a postcard

from that week 

when i fell asleep to rain each night

when this movie trailer left me feeling impatient

when cereal for dinner made perfect sense

when i looked so forward to hosting weekend visitors

when this song filled me with such joy

when i pondered heaven on my thursday morning subway 

when basil mint shampoo felt like such a luxury

when blue skies were scarce

when the skies that were blue found me standing in awe.

lush.

yesterday's walk home by way of the zoo felt like a tour of a thousand shades of green, as central
park is lively and vibrant and lush with may. looks like this week's rain hasn't been for naught. 

slightly oliver.

i'll admit: i went for the name. i wasn't disappointed, though, and i'll be back again and 

again. there's something to be said for waking up slow over cheery striped napkins and 

a simple breakfast just a few blocks from home.