Speaking of..

Quiet spots

So, yes, it’s a rainy day in my (our) New York. Walking around acquires a patina of peace. My rain jacket gets soaked despite the fact that this is really more of a drizzle. Nonetheless, it’s a good day.

I had the rare pleasure of making my way through the beautifully appointed Cherokee Place Apartments.

My road to coffee took me to a once familiar setting where the Viennese cappuccino is a special.

I sit out of the rain where I will lunch with a BFF. Even my jacket is joining the party by drying out. And, yes, lunch was all it was expected to be.