A LITTLE LOVE NOTE TO THE CITY

the humid weather of summer broke today. we awoke to a high of 73 and crisp and sunny skies and that certain kind of dry burning smell like camping. like all the world were stirring the fire before a good, long sleep. 

we could feel it the minute we stepped outside. the chill was ready to meet us at the door, to run right through the fabric of our clothes and dance along our skin. it felt like new school and new pencils and fresh, new chances. and don't you just love new york in the fall? it makes me want to buy school supplies.

(finish it. i know you want to.)

we ran down to the village today in the late morning sun to scope out a slice of pizza and play at our favorite little playground by washington square's gorgeous arches. oh washington square, you little stone lover.

there was some kind of protest going on across the street, musicians were warming up by the fountain, students were milling about carrying fresh backpacks, and i counted no fewer than twelve cardigan sweaters. some with elbow patches even. the sun was just warm enough to heat my bones to jelly. 

living here can be hard. it can chew you up a bit. brandon works insane hours for part of the year (till 5am the other day, woo!) and i had to install a bike bell on my stroller so the millions of school kids clogging the sidewalks can hear us coming and i can get through. some nights when i fall asleep my body just hurts. new york hurts all the way into my joints. and okay maybe huck isn't able to run around in a back yard.... maybe we have to travel twenty minutes by foot and subway just to get to a playground that's huck-friendly, and sure i had to ignore a dead rat that had parked itself under the bench next to me... but still. 

i still feel pretty dang lucky to live here. 

and that is all.