Sprung

There has been a change in New York City in the last few days, seismic in scale, profound in its implications. There is something in the air – a sense of possibility, a promise of warm evenings and river breezes, an invitation to lock eyes, a natural aphrodisiac. The women of New York have shed their peacoats and scarves and are walking the streets with their skirts a-blowin’ – look outside, you can see them now.

Welcome, shoulders! Hello, calves! Lithe bodies, supple curves, languid necks. Smooth skin the color of honey. Faces flushed with early spring heat.

After the winter, it’s good to see the flowers bloom, the buds emerge. Welcome back.