These guys.

The little one soaking up the afternoon sun.

And the big one refusing to give up his seat on the nice plush workout mat – even through push-ups, knee tucks-to-sprawls, and weighted rows.

Just in case I feel the need to learn Hebrew.

Cocoa-mint lip balm

Belt art.

This looks like fun.

I don’t even know what this means — spotted on a steam venting pipe thing sticking out of the road across from Macy’s.

Shipping Dino!

I still remember just how terrified I was of The Wizard of Oz as a tiny child. Wouldn’t let my mother read it to me for the longest time, for fear the Wicked Witch would crawl out of the pages and eat me.

I eventually got over it and grew to love the story. And the movie – all of the movie – even the parts with the witch.

 

Lunch was pretty and the afternoon sun – plus the luxurious 31 degrees it brought – were divine.

 

Zoodles for everyone!