Being English, complaining about the weather is part of my DNA, and of course it’s always a handy topic of conversation, especially since this autumn hasn’t really been at all autumnal – we’ve lurched from wintry chill to balmy warm days and back again, seemingly at random.
Another recent visitor from England saw us hitting the tourist trail with a vengeance. As a first time visitor to NYC she had a long list of must-sees, and we were happy to offer the benefit of our experience of the city too. It was lovely to reconnect whilst seeing the sights, and her interests meant that we had some new experiences as well as revisiting old favourites.
I am forever thinking I should do more interesting things mid-week, and yesterday I actually managed to accomplish this. Prompted by a beautiful spring afternoon, I betook myself to the Upper East Side to visit the Van Dyck exhibition currently on show at the Frick Collection.
Every summer, the New York Philharmonic performs a series of concerts in parks around the city, taking in all five boroughs. In previous years, my plans to attend have been thwarted by scheduling conflicts and a rain storm, so this year I was even more determined to be among the audience in Central Park.
Is there anything more satisfying than when circumstances line up nicely? Since we moved away from the area the Upper East Side hasn’t exactly been on our must-visit list, but last Thursday night the stars aligned, and I found myself breaking my journey to meet some friends for dinner by dropping into the opening reception of an art exhibition. This show was of particular interest as it featured an installation by an artist friend of ours. (And I must say that popping into a gallery opening en route to dinner felt like a very New York thing to be doing!) Continue reading →
Having just returned to NY after a couple of ridiculously busy weeks in England, a lazy Saturday was very much in order. The weather was beautifully warm and sunny so a walk in Central Park seemed to be just the thing (after a breakfast of coffee and waffles, of course).
Over the last week or so we’ve gone from winter to summer and back again. The random temperature fluctuations don’t seem to have distressed the city’s botanical inhabitants much though, and spring is not so much springing as flinging itself about. Continue reading →
Rummaging through photographs from the last couple of months, I came across a few taken as we walked across Central Park one sunny afternoon. I have nothing whatsoever of interest to say about them, but thought I might post them anyway, if only as a counterbalance to all the snowy park pictures I’ve been sharing lately.
Returning from our skiing holiday to freezing temperatures and snow all over the place seems like the wrong way round, but New York looks rather lovely under a blanket of fresh white powder so I’m certainly not complaining.