Tuesday, January 29, 2019
When It Rains...
"When New York rains, it pours. When the first few snowflakes fall the city is a snowglobe palace…until the following morning when all the cars and boots and doggy paws have turned it all to slush. When New York is warm, it is stifling hot except for that one —everyone's got one— where they go to beat the heat. And New York at sunset—well, it’s the perfect setting for falling in love. Or saying goodbye. Or all too often—both, at the same time."
Rebecca Serle, Tumblr
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment