Good afternoon from New York.
My creaking old bones were thankful to have a day of rest, after our outrageously busy Saturday at the shop. We were completely swamped by customers from the time we unlocked the door at 10 a.m. It was as if the customers thought there was about to be a sudden shortage of linen, cotton, silk.
All fitting (changing) rooms were filled throughout the day, and we were hard pressed just to return the few items tried on, but not purchased, back to the appropriate shelves/racks. We have only one register at our cash wrap counter, and that operation also kept racing to keep up with the demand. We sold over $20,000, and finished the day a happy, but tired staff.
A very sound sleep last night was guaranteed.
Since it had been a while since my last day off, I began my day of rest with lots of postponed errands, but got them taken care of fairly quickly.
Then the day was mine.
During spring and fall, there are a series of "street fairs" held in various neighborhoods on a Saturday or Sunday. Today was the first one around the corner from my apartment on Broadway. The weather was a bit iffy, but sun prevailed, though earlier heavy clouds and breezes helped to treat the neighborhood to the smell of the street food that many of the vendors sell. (Lots of smoke, and steam, and hot oil.) Other treats available include orchids, fake designer fashions, blood pressure testing, balloon sculpture, musical entertainment.
I always like to see how this year's version varies from the past. Once you have been to one 2007 street fair, you have pretty much seen all that will appear at any 2007 street fair, although some neighborhood versions do manage to put their own spin into the mix.
So, I wandered on over to see what was blooming in Central Park. We had lots of rain this week, and the plants seem to have loved getting their roots wet.
Pear, apple, cherry, dogwood trees were splendid. The really sunny areas' daffodils were past their peak, but the shady area bulbs were spectacular. Not just daffs, but also tulips, hyacinths, strange little hyacinth/tulip hybrids ?, hellebores, fritilaries and ferns. Primroses, quince and some other berry branches. Bluebells. Just all sorts of flowers in artfully planted combinations. The Parks gardeners are always at work, but in spring their efforts are shown at their very best.
People strolling all over the park, rowboats were out on the lake, rollerbladers and bikers were speeding around, but avoiding collisions with pedestrians. Even though the costumes were obviously different, and the overhead helicopters somewhat broke the spell, I could almost imagine that I was walking in one the Impressionists' paintings.
All that strolling around has made me hungry, so I will now drift over to the kitchen and see what I can put together for dinner.
Pleasant dreams to all.