Sunday – Day of rest

I went to bed on Saturday night with no clear plan for today, other than Susan, the owner, had invited me for coffee at 10.30. It is unusual for me not to have a plan. I woke up – turned over- and thought – no sights, no museums, more sleep. Later, I went to get some breakfast supplies and a NY Times. It was cold and drizzly and grey all day. Yesterday I had rewritten my ‘must-do’ and ‘like-to-do’ list. The ‘like-to-do’ list was far too long and I talked to Susan about the places on the list and was able to cull it a bit. She also was able to suggest local places to try some of the iconic NY foods that I have yet to try. We talked about NY, kids, opera – all sorts of things.

For lunch I went to a local old-style diner that Susan had suggested and had matzo ball soup and new york cheesecake. On the way home I passed the wool shop that I went to previously. I spent an hour looking at patterns , talking to a man from a knitting group at the church , St Ann’s in Brooklyn that I had visited, talking to another lady who was learning to crotchet ( she was escaping her 20month old) and another lady who was not a competent knitter but had on an amazing felted scarf that she had made.

I have read a large part of the newspaper, planned my next few days, read my book, written a few emails, done some embroidery and will go to bed early. I need energy for all the things I want to see before I leave..