At the bank the ATM machine has a hole where its heart should be.
Blogging tend to turn people into large sized kindergartners trotting with joy through the turning seasons.
I have to admit this is fun.
It is also a decorating and shopping opportunity.
Here the doors of United Cerebral Palsy on 23rd Street.
Mylar hearts in the Window of Dallas Barbecue.
A present from Constance who knows how to pack a parcel
and a card from Stephanie.
At Chelsea Market Belgian designer chocolate with pink pepper. (Who would have thought?)
Pink wine, too.