It was about fifty degrees when I left work on Friday evening. Yes, fifty. The sun had been shining all day and people were bustling about (some sans jackets) enjoying the still temperate air. Shayne and I decided to skip the subway for a walk uptown, and thus, the photos above. Since then, the temperatures have again dropped; especially in Syracuse where I spent my lovely snow-laden weekend. I'll tell you more about that tomorrow though. For now, let's think about springtime in New York. It truly is a beautiful thought.