my spot in the city.

this morning ruby (my 18-month-old friend) and i attempted to escape the desperate throws of a dying winter by passing our time in the american museum of natural history.

ruby's favorite bit is the giant giraffe in the gift shop.
mine is the set of windows just off the dinosaur exhibit on the fourth floor. you can sit on the benches there and see nothing but the green canopy of central park and light. oh, the light! sitting there i find it impossible not to love this city.

(ps: ruby helped me type this post. she's quite adept with the space bar.)