Sunday is a work day for me. My commute is sometimes delayed by the weekend subway changes, this weekend the 2 was running on the 5 train line, but then stopping at Atlantic Station, in all my confusion I found an N train and made my way to Union Square. To my surprise, Broadway, the street I normally walk up to get to work was closed for a fair? Street vendor event? I don't know what they are called, but this is one of the tell tale signs that spring is here, when these booths are set up selling sheets, socks, sweaters, earrings, at wholesale discount prices. Its actually kind of nice to walk down the middle of Broadway on a Sunday morning.


Monday I worked my first shift at the Co-op. On my way back I passed the Brooklyn Museum, and I thought this was a nice sign of spring. I have been dreaming of spring.

When I got home I had some of Paul's homemade seltzer water. It is so good. Some of the first experiments didn't work out so well, cause the water from our taps tasted bad, but he is now filtering the sediments and the chlorine, and it is tasty.