I got out this weekend to see a Lincoln exhibition. It featured a walking tour of Lincoln's life starting with his birth, his evolution as a lawyer, a politician, and, eventually, President of the United States - which didn't end well for him personally, but, did mean well for the nation at the time. I started out about noon but got distracted on the way. It was the first warm and sunny day in the city since some time in the Fall, and for a moment I was smitten with that NYC glee in a new spike that has yet to taper entirely. Bryant Park was Bryant Park again, kind of.
They're unfurling the spring/summer stuff at Bryant Park now, and nature's taking care of restocking the trees with leaves. In the meantime, the plot where they house the ice skating rink, and, where they most recently hosted an international fashion show bonanza (where, BTW, I had my first in-city celebrity sighting by way of Justin Timberlake. I didn't recognize him byt my meeting partner did), is all brown dirt and mud. No matter for the equally enthused citizens and tourists who happily soaked up the afternoon. It was a preview of the city at its best.

Starting out in Bryant Park. Warm sun and fun.

At the World Trade Center site.

Just a neat pose, in the vicinity of the Financial District.

On the Hudson. The Statue of Liberty is behind me in that mist, somewhere.

Finally made it to Federal Hall; The Lincoln Exhibit

Federal Hall. I was the last guest for the exhibit that day. Kewl.
Eventually I left, hopped on the 6 line, and emerged in the Financial District. The last time I was there I was being pitched a job by a guy more interested in selling me training than interviewing me seriously. That was the same day I bumped into Ralph Nader and his crew, in fact. This time Wall Street was much more tame and serene. I detoured on my way to Federal Hall where the Lincoln exhibit was to check up on the WTC site work, and, to finally see the Hudson (where, oddly, it was like 20 degrees colder the minute I crossed the NYC/Jersey border).