Pain penetrates me drop by drop.
The greatest discovery of my generation
is that a human being can alter his life
by altering his attitudes.
Wherever you go,
no matter what the weather,
always bring your own sunshine.
-Anthony J. D’Angelo
Sometimes it was just a fine mist, other times a fairly soaking drizzle. Thankfully, at no point a torrential downpour.
At one point of our lives, this would have meant disaster. The rain would have completely ruined our trip, and we would have trudged dutifully around the city, cursing our chronic bad luck, complaining, complaining, complaining.
Things have changed. We have changed. This time, we shrugged it off, looked for the sunshine, and had a great day in spite of the weather.
Most of the credit can be given to these people, who walked the rain with us.
Recently I came across the Henry Ward Beecher quote “There are persons so radiant, so genial, so kind, so pleasure-bearing, that you instinctively feel in their presence that they do you good, whose coming into a room is like the bringing of a lamp there.”
These are the people I thought of as I copied down those words.
Some truly adventurous souls were ice skating in the rain, and it did my heart good to see them. I mean, seriously. Ice skating in the rain?
Central Park was just as pretty in the inclement weather, but quite a bit harder to photograph. Particularly at 6:00 in the evening.
This was the absolute highlight of my day.
In FAO Schwartz you can design your own Muppet, right down to the fabric, facial structure and wardrobe. I successfully fought off the urge to have one made on the spot- and I am SO PROUD OF MYSELF for doing so, you have no idea how tempted I was- I LOVE MUPPETS. I am thinking that next time I am in New York, perhaps I will be returning with a little friend.
For the kids, the best part was the ferry and subway rides. The simple pleasures of childhood, yes? Other exciting events of note include: a flat tire, and Maverick getting his foot stuck in the elevator (he was rescued before injury, but his sneaker was shredded).
And yet our spirits remained undampened.
Here we are at the end of the day. The rain had finally stopped, and we were waiting for the bus to take us to catch our ferry. Wet, tired, a bit bedraggled, but still smiling.
I didn’t get to take nearly so many pictures as I would have liked, because I was concerned about my camera getting wet. I see this as the perfect excuse for a return trip in the not-so-distant future!
Now. How was your weekend?