It hit 82 degrees in New York City this Monday, and while we’ll get blasé about such things eventually, memories of the long, cold winter still haunt us, and we welcomed the sun like starved things grateful for a crumb.
So out we went, to one of Central Park’s most scenic and private nooks, to enjoy our afternoon.
Did the lawn around us really need the amount of care the two city employees tasked with mowing it seemed determined to give it? We don’t know. But my goodness, that grass got a thorough mowing, lasting from 1pm to somewhere near 4. At one point, they were reduced to mowing the rocks.
The lawnmower men aside, we spent a joyful afternoon unmolested by any human (an adorable troupe of tiny dogs descended upon us at one point, but we welcomed their company — and took the opportunity to educate their walker, a woman who seemed surprised to learn that it’s legal in New York for her to go topless anywhere a man can).
For reading material we had new offerings from our friends at Hard Case Crime (including a new Lawrence Block book — he was the author we read at our very first event back in 2011!), Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing, and (for those with less sophisticated tastes, clearly) Tender Is the Night.
And when the afternoon waned, did we pack up and go home? No! We walked a dozen blocks downtown and moved the festivities indoors, at a neighborhood cafe that kindly let us take over their wood-paneled, fireplace-featuring downstairs cocktail lounge.
Not the best lighting conditions for photography, but perfect for other pleasures, and pleasures were there many. Including beverages courtesy of a good-humored mixologist who took our presence in stride.
God bless New York bartenders. Nothing fazes ’em.
Perhaps the lawnmower guys were merely interested in what you were reading but were too shy to ask. How else could they glimpse the titles of your reading material unless they spent more time than strictly necessary mowing and mowing and mowing? And mowing some more just to be certain. Hey, it could happen. They’d have plausible deniability anyway if they thought of it.
On another note, major props to you all for your wildly generous donation to the 2015 Bodypainting Day Kickstarter. I was one of the older male models last year and looked forward to participating again this year. But I thought the organizers would never reach their goal and the project would be put at risk. Then O.C.T.P.F.A.S. swooped in like super heroines and saved the day! Yay you! You pushed the fund over the top at the eleventh hour.
I’m looking forward to your adventures in making New York City nipple-friendly for all genders now that the warm weather is upon us.
Warmest regards.
It was a good thing that that the guys mowing the lawn weren’t the Lawnmower Man from the Stephen King short story. That would have been most unpleasant…. 😉
It looks like your trees are more fully in leaf than ours up here in the socialist republik of Taxachusetts.
Glad to see you out enjoying the sun on skin again! I wish I lived closer, so could join you!
As Spring enters its warmer days it is wonderful to get outside and enjoy the sun and fresh air. It is also nice to see your posts of the O.C.T.P.F.A.S group enjoying your freedom and baring your breasts with pride. As for the lawn mowing gentleman; boys will be boys and beautiful topless women will always attract the attention of curious men. I wish I had a lawnmower or a weed whacker in the Park on Monday.
So nice to see you back “in the Sun”. I noticed that most of you have not been outside and were “very white”. You need some more outdoor pleasure. May is a good month to start.
So good to see you again! It hasn’t been a particularly cold or snowy winter here, but I still look forward to Spring. Was it much of a problem to walk from Central Park to your welcoming pub?
Enjoy your selves and best wishes!
Not a problem at all. Of course, we didn’t all do the walk topless, but one of us did, and aside from the occasional surprised look cast our way, there were no issues.
Glad to hear that there weren’t any issues. Sadly, it’s not legal for women to be topless in Seattle. But we have legalized pot in WA state and already I don’t notice the pungent smell of weed anymore. Legalization will make pot boring in the long term.
No doubt in years to come you can walk down the streets of NYC topless during a hot day and you won’t see any startled or surprised looks because topless women will be such a common sight.
Looking forward to reading about your adventures in the time ahead. 🙂
Glad to see you’ve been getting the good weather there too! But such taunting, teasing photos – not being able to see what those lovely literary tattoos say is a terrible thing.
Wonderful pictures as always. I actually like the indoor photos, as the lighting adds a sense of mystery appropriate to the titles of your preferred literature.
Sam, I’m pretty sure that the tattoo says “We conceived each other in a darkness which I remember as drenched in light.” It’s a quote from the poet Adrienne Rich.
The pictures are lovely. My only regret is that the bartender kept his shirt on!
love from New Orleans, wherre 82 is cool.
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