Shine On Harvest Moon.

We had a lovely day here in Brooklyn, the kind of day that keeps you wanting to live in Brooklyn.

Somehow we all managed to be up and out the door at 11:00 am on our way to the Greenwood Playground – about a mile away - Harvest Festival. There was a marinate show, music, free pizza and of course the newly refurbished Greenwood Play Ground. Everyone was civil and having a great time as usually happens when you pack about a hundred New Yorkers together. (I am excluding the vicious world of the NYC Transit which brings out the snarling beast in even the elderly and infirm.) Ella was front and center doing an interpretive dance to the band that was playing and it would have been a perfect Fall day if it weren’t for the 84 degree heat and whopping 90% humidity, nothing like sweat running down you back as you try and carve a pumpkin.

After being blasted by the sun for an hour or so we walked over to deposit our change, $150 thank you, at the Commerce Bank where my wife employed her super power of meeting people who need help and then helping them. We meet a lovely gal from Iowa who had just moved to New York with her husband and was looking for work. Persephone sprang into action, there was the taking of emails etc. Jennifer was her name and she was very nice to complement my new Frank Miller Batman t-shirt. After soaking up the blasting AC we walked the three blocks to where Jenifer worked a coffee shop right next to Prospect Park. We sat in the Adirondack chairs right on the street, drank our coffee and ate pastries. Life was good, better than good, it was grand.