Color!

Okay, I know it’s been spring but this is my first post and I thought it fitting to celebrate this time of renewal.

Weeping willow. Or some shit.

You see, I lost my job recently and although it sucked, I suppose it could have been worse—it could have all gone down during the dead of winter, which seemed to just drag on and on this year. That would have doubly sucked.

Pretty purpley things.

But no, it’s spring! Flowers and sunshine and unemployment checks—oh my!

Tulips galore. Hmm…oddly, that makes a good stage name.

Everything is shiny and new. The air is clean, the sky is blue, and I am diving into this new venture like it’s my job…my new job. Unpaid, but full of promise and fulfillment.

Not me, or my child.

I went to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden three times this season, but really all I wanted to see were the cherry blossoms in bloom. They have rows and rows of them, but off season they just look like sad little naked trees with gnarled branches.

I like taking pictures of children. Is that creepy?

The first two times I was too early. The third time I went on a Monday—’cause I can! Plus, the BBG has a map on their website that shows when the cherry blossoms are in bloom, and they were at their peak!

…and Japanese ponds.

But I think I was more excited at the realization that I could actually do things now like go to a botanical garden on a Monday, or whenever I damn well please, and beat the crowds—eff you crowds!—that I had forgotten that, like most Mondays, museums are closed.

Okay, in my defense, this place is like romper room. There’s like 12 kids to every flower.

Wha-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Very busy goldfish.

Two days later we had heavy rain and someone told me it had caused all the cherry blossom leaves to fall off. I checked the website and it said: “The cherry trees have finished blooming. Check back in March 2014 for updates.”

I love a fountain.

Me, when I found out the BBG was closed.

I felt like that girl in that awful friggin’ Ray Bradbury story who [spoiler alert] gets locked in the closet on the one day the sun comes out after seven years of rain.

Mini hipster.

Anyway, I love spring and unemployment isn’t half bad…yet. Anyone need some pictures taken of their little kids?

Brooklyn Botanical Garden, 1000 Washington Ave., Brooklyn, NY 11225, 718-623-7200. Open Tue-Fri 8 am – 6 pm, Sat-Sun 10 am – 6 pm. bbb.org