with the exception of a flooded central park and a few trees on cars, irene was mostly a non-event, at least in my neighborhood. i know not everyone was so fortunate, and my prayers are with everyone trying to get back on track.
the city was eerily quiet with subways down and businesses closed, so really the weekend was an excuse to hang out at home. my cupboards have never been so stocked, my apartment so clean, or my closets so straightened. my friend heidi is in town (poor girl picked the wrong weekend to visit ny!) and i am so, so grateful to have had her company all weekend long. we passed the time with movies, books, and endless conversation.
a handful of cafes opened on sunday afternoon and we were thrilled to venture out for coffee and a walk. it was chilly enough for a sweater and the passing clouds ushered in the most glorious sunset, though we had not seen the sun in days. it was like nothing had ever happened.