Weekend

The weekend passed in a hot heat haze. Saturday, 1st Avenue was closed for a street fare. These things are usually pointless. Saturday's was a collection of stalls selling $10 'designer' sunglasses (the designer, in this case, being 'China'), clothes you cannot buy in shops, and food stalls selling corn on the cob (actually, this is delicious if overpriced), smoothies, kebabs, and some fried mozzarella and cornmeal monstrosity (who knows, maybe it is delicious), and a band playing Beatles songs, poorly. The good thing was the road was closed and Bluet could run free, and I could photograph her against the backdrop canyon of buildings lining 1st ave.

Later we went to central park. Whilst Emily ran around it, Bluet and I settled in for her first football lesson, ready for euro 2012 (come on England, as they say, although there are too many players from a mediocre Liverpool team in the squad for us to actuall win,but I digress). Even though Bluet was more interested in nearby dogs, and even though, being half American, she was unsure of which part of her anatomy should contact the football, eventually she got the hang of it as you can see.

Sunday we negotiated the Puerto Rican inconvenience day parade to get to Central Park, where Bluet amused herself by sticking one finger into the child friendly jets of water, and laughing as it slashed her face.