Diana

Diana looking like she's all bangs. I have better pictures of her during my visit to Portland. Diana came to visit me this December. She and I basically grew up together as she moved a block and a half from my house when she was five, but we didn't meet until she was eight and I was six. We met because we were taking piano lessons from the same teacher. Diana sat behind me, poked me in the back and told me to sit up straight. I think that just about sums up her personality as well as her attitude towards me! Sometimes I even call her my mother...

This was her third trip to New York and since we were both pretty strapped for cash, it was dubbed the "free" trip. We went to see a free movie, hit the Botanical garden and museums for free (or almost free), and went to the zoo, where I was able to get us in for free. I didn't take too many photos though, but here are the ones I did take.

This is the fancy Polish restaurant (where I've never eaten) in my old neighborhood of Greenpoint, Brooklyn, all tricked out in Christmas finery.	The building that usually houses the gift shop at the Botanical Gardens, right before those people in the picture yelled at us for walking on the grass...
The half-finished radio tower for Wfuv, the only good station in New York basically, and in the midst of a very long battle with the Botanical Gardens to finish the tower, or have it taken down. I can't pick a side!	The Enid A. Haupt Conservatory. It cost extra to go in here, so we didn't, but I remember from past trips that it's full of cool stuff, and I think it's also steamy warm.
A bunch of cool purple berries. This picture is upside down because Diana insists that it looks much better that way. Freakier, I believe was her exact word.	A bunch of really cool seeds with swirling aerials that look like they were about to take off any second and fly away. I love these seeds, whatever they are.

And just as we were leaving, in the dark, we spotted a rabbit.