But back to the sunshine. Central Park is lush and green and we build our days around exploring the flowers, sliding on every.single.slide, quack quack quacking with the duckies, making new toddler friends who speak a different language (love you tourists and your kiddies), and hopping along the benches in the Mall while listening to the Mumford & Sons cover quartet. We wave to the horses & carriages, we pet the friendly dogs off leash in the park before 9am, we throw our heads back in laughter just because we can, we are in flip flops and sundresses (sometimes matching, c'mon) and we (I) am most definitely always with a coffee in hand ;)
How-do-you-live-heres bounce around my head as I soak in the present moment with Morgan. It's because of the beauty that is found in this urban oasis of this sprawling park, we make this our island our home.