Coming Down

We just spent a week up north with what had to be some of the nicest Yankees I've ever met. Whoever said that southerners had the "gracious host" market cornered never went to West Springfield Massachusetts for a Horseshow. After that, we met our good friends James and Stephanie in the big city where we ate and shopped ourselves silly.

We also got to see some of Amanda's family, and a few old friends, but there is never enough time to see everyone I'd like to see.

It is always good to come home, but with two days of clouds and rain, I'm feeling a little like Christmas is over, it's raining, and all I got was a crummy used sled.

Here are some photos of our trip if you are, like me, sitting inside wishing for sun.



We stayed on West 45th between 5th and 6th so we were very close to Bryant Park. It was as beautiful as ever in full bloom; so it made a perfect backdrop for my sweetie!




We visited this church on the lower east side to pray and admire its beauty after we walked by these pretty, pink flowering trees on its front lawn. There was a plaque inside in memory of an older woman who perished on the Titanic when she gave up her place on the last lifeboat for a young lady who had children to care for back home. We all stood in awe as we thought about her amazingly selfless sacrifice.




At the Chelsea Market, we were able to combine two of our favorite activities: shopping and food. The selection of produce and foods from every corner of the world is seemingly endless and gorgeous.



I've always said that travel is the best education. It can open up new avenues of thought that you never saw before, and clean out some of the old cobwebs that happen when you stay in one place for too long. At least it is that way for me. It helps to remind me that we are only a tiny part of a much bigger picture, which is good for someone who can get more self absorbed than Melissa Rivers on her last Apprentice challenge.