Good Day Sunshine…


Nothing better than New York City on a clear, crisp, humidity free day.

Everything looks stellar.

Leaving soon on a jet plane with trepidation as flying under Agent Orange’s dictatorial domination is risky.

Heading to a warmer climate and a pool to rehab hubby.

If all goes well I am looking forward to swimming laps, no television, living behind secure gates and savoring a hefty club pour.

 


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