It feels like it’s been raining for weeks. Between bouts of bitter cold and gray days filled with drizzle and sideways downpours, it’s taken an extra shot of espresso (and a cooped-up teething toddler) to even bother leaving the house at all. The beauty of living in this city is that when you start to get super stir crazy in your apartment–you know, the one that’s bigger than a breadbox, but not by much–it’s easy to walk outside and grab a bite to eat or cozy up at a bookstore for an hour or two. Sometimes just the act of stepping into the cold air is enough to rejuvenate the mushy winter brain.
The weather cleared up this morning just long enough for us to stroll over to the top of Prospect Park. In the summertime, Grand Army Plaza is a great place to peruse the farmer’s market and food trucks that settle there on weekends. I love picking up a lobster roll or fresh pastries before heading to the park to let Atlas wiggle his toes in the grass for a while. The people-watching is amazing and there’s always a street performer or two playing tunes in the tunnel nearby. Last year Atlas was obsessed with a saxophone player who was kind enough to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for him every time we’d walk by. Ah…summer….
But alas, the warm summer days are a long way off and though Grand Army Plaza doesn’t have a ton to offer on a dreary Wednesday in February, it’s still a cool spot for a quick #ootd photoshoot in my new favorite wrap dress. Did I mention it’s the shade of green that dreams are made of?