Only once I moved from Florida could I truly appreciate the changing of seasons. I had always waited for a time when I would experience the joy of stepping outside and being greeted by a fresh breath of warm air, inciting me to take off that extra layer.
Now being a resident New Yorker, I am more and more ecstatic at each minute change that beckons a new season. To celebrate, I convinced my accomplice (and sister) to greet spring in one of the best places I can think of to enjoy it. The Conservatory Garden in Central Park was breathtaking at this time of year. It is the closest that I’ve come to entering the ‘secret garden,’ a favorite childhood book and movie of mine. Tulips, hyacinths, and pink blossoms everywhere! The bees were buzzing contentedly (save the bees!) and we just couldn’t get enough.
Can’t wait for months of picnics and cups of gelato ahead!