We're in New York so Hunter can spend Easter weekend with his dad. New York is alive with budding leaves and flowering cherry trees, and we're in Heaven. New York has a particular smell after a Spring rain that just makes me happy.
We went to the New York Historical Society -- the American Museum of Natural History was jammed -- and looked at Audubon's original watercolors, then went up and saw paintings of Old New York -- the rocky, muddy meadow called Central Park that Olmstead had to work with, and the fireworks at the inauguration of the Great East River Suspension Bridge (now the Brooklyn Bridge). I love the old names of things -- maps with "Bertholdi's Statue of Liberty Enlightening the World" instead of "Statue of Liberty," and the "Dictionary of Quotations by John Bartlett."
Now we're off to the Bettie Page movie. I feel a little guilty not schlepping down to the Village to see my old classmate Caveh Zahedi's highly rated film I Am a Sex Addict
, but mom was cooking filet mignon, and Bettie is sixty blocks closer. We almost never get to see movies at night. Since we're free lancers we do get to see movies during the day, but it's a guilty pleasure and it doesn't feel quite right coming out of a movie into daylight.
Hope you're all enjoying your Passover and Easter weekends...