Today I saw white seeded dandelions in the native flora garden at the BBG. They harbor secret wishes that come true if you blow their seeds to dust.
It was Mother’s Day. We waited almost two hours to be seated at our favorite neighborhood joint. Apparently everyone else got the memo, too. We ended up leaving rather hungry when they informed us we were likely to wait at least another 40 minutes. So much for that mimosa. In the meanwhile, Mr Patton was out of town at a friend’s wedding. Some guys have all the luck.
We grabbed some protein bars at the corner bodega and hopped the S train to the Botanic Garden.
Lilacs make everything better.
It was also one of the last days to see the cherry blossoms before they disappeared altogether. More petals were on the ground than in the trees. Still. they bring out the best in everyone.