Another love letter (of sorts) to NYC.

New York City, you can be kind of dreary in January - discarded Christmas trees strewn on sidewalks, disgruntled residents braving the freezing wind whipping down avenues and the hope of summer just a little too far away. But somehow, I'm not minding as much this year. The months pass to quickly to bemoan any season. And in spite of the dreariness, we're finding new reasons to love our beautiful city, from violinists in the subway stations to sunsets in the Village. Beautiful home, you continue to take our breath away.