Now that the temperatures are mimicking some level of consistency, Sunday plans are beginning to stretch past the brunching hour. Cloudless afternoons are a little hard to come by here in Pittsburgh so one must take advantage of the fair weather. Time spent at the Frick, followed by the refreshing taste of fro-yo, has become somewhat of a Sunday tradition.
Besides tulips and pink magnolias blooming this way and that, a walk in the park gives away subtle signs of Spring’s arrival. It’s pretty funny to think that in Texas they are nearing the hotter temperatures- the temperatures of summer. I am sweating just thinking about it!
The Frick is quickly becoming one of my favorite inner city getaways. I brought my camera along on my most recent outing to capture a candid spring and even more candid dogs.