January 19, 2013 by Margarita The Winter Air Was Crisp… …a delicate hint of rose was tinting the sky… What’s that? A seemingly innocuous puff of smoke rising from the chimney stacks, blossoming into the heavens on its way to oblivion… About these ads Share this:ShareEmailLinkedInTwitterLike this:Like Loading...
Brr! Now I feel a chill, too!
Brisk walking helps!
xoM
Gotta love NYC rooftops
And I do! lol xoM