On Friday, Blake and Gus came into the city for our last weekend in our Hell's Kitchen apartment. It's been a bit of a roller coaster for us, this moving thing. Most of me is ready for a new season in a new home. And the truth is, we don't leave pieces of our hearts behind with places and people that we've loved. I'm beginning to think they just shape our hearts, make them larger, leave their scars.
Loo came in on Sunday for a quick visit - a walk through the park and brunch at one of our favorites (the third time I've eaten chilaquiles this week). We all move forward. We're lucky if we've found people to walk with us.
And a few photos from our Sunday: