I had a magical birthday. And my birthday was a magical day. It started with a cozy breakfast at Sant Ambroeus on the upper east side. Pancakes. Latte. Bacon and Eggs.
Then we walked through Central Park. It couldn't have been more beautiful.
We were magnetically drawn to the boat pond. There was no line so we hopped into a row boat.
Mike rowed.
I oooohed and ahhhhed.
Every rock was populated by sunbathing turtles.
The views
were spectacular.
Not a cloud in the sky. Happy Birthday to me!
3 comments:
It looks magical. Were the flowers in crazy bloom??
Everything was in bloom. It was gorgeous. You would love it! xo
such a dream mel - wish i could have been there. xoxo
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