Sledding in Central Park on Christmas Eve is what childhood memories are made of.

Gisèle, may your life be full of love, dignity and healing. I’m so sorry you had to be so brave

Me at every holiday party

New glasses from when I’m not wearing lenses. And yes, they match my Ruby Woo lipstick

Thank for all your birthday wishes! Age feels better than it looks. Also the children insisted we have birthday cake for breakfast so I’m certainly feeling very awake this Monday morning.
And last but not least, my darling husband gave me the most ‘welcome to NYC’ present🗽 🚕 🥨

Fourth of July from our sofa

Summer solstice in Manhattan

To mark Juneteenth, here’s a poem by one of my favourite Black writers, Clint Smith:

We move to New York and the west coast gets flooding and the east coast wildfires. Sorry y’all, this one is on us! (And climate change). To quote my husband: ‘It's the flipside of "CA had covid masks because we had prepped for wildfires". Now NY has wildfire masks because of covid.’