There is a certain magic that accompanies the arrival of balmy weather in New York City. The island feels abuzz with indescribable energy, the kind that makes you want to soak in the sumptuousness from a cliché stoop or fire escape.
It’s like we’ve all been hiding in our cocoons, waiting to emerge victoriously. You suddenly remember all the great New Yorkers who came before you: the poets, the painters, the hopefuls who sauntered these same sidewalks in pursuit of their passion.
I dare you to soak it in, even if just for a moment. Isn’t it alive with excitement?
June is about new beginnings. Letting go of the weight of winter and running—full throttle—into the warmth.