Once again the family is far flung.
grey and chill at 8 C.
New York basking in unseasonal warmth at 24 C.
And yes, I told them to take thermals
because when younger son was there it was -15 C.
We consoled ourselves today with cosmopolitan delights:
The Vogue 100 exhibition, a tuna burger and
a matcha latte.
But we will be so glad when they are back.
I'm sure Spring will have arrived by then.