Spring has sprung in our corner of Manhattan. It means more to me than ever, after surviving snow, sleet, rain and freezing temperatures. Not that I could really experience anything outside our Bikram yoga-heated apt, but it looked really cold out there. Maggie has been adding green to our home, pacing succulents up our painted ladder.
And purchasing a Target lamp that you can fill with any ol thing you want. The colored pencils and china markers make me giggle everytime I cruise by.
To welcome Easter, she brought the outdoors in. Mmm, cherry blossoms smell so good.
