"She wasn't bad, she was just drawn that way." 
The temperature finally broke 70 on Saturday and the whole city was in central park.
Even Emma and I sat out in the sun, on the grass, had our first picnic.
We ate, watched a guy for an hour trying to locate his friends on the great lawn, saw too many short shorts, and I sketched.
All great fun, however, 3 hours into it, I had enough. I missed my leather jacket and boots.
