Dreary Saturday

When did New York become the new Seattle? I feel like it has rained at least a couple of times ever week for the last month. My umbrella is a permanent fixture in my bag these days.

This morning Todd and I headed out to do a photo shoot of Manhattan Valley. I reviewed a book for Anne's upcoming literature- and writing-centric website (details coming soon), and since the novel took place in my 'hood and mentioned several real places, I offered to do a photo essay to accompany my review. At one point, we had to duck into a Washington Mutual atrium to avoid big ploppy rain drops; a while later we had a perfectly timed lunch while the skies opened up. I feel like I'm in vitamin D withdrawal.