The sunset rolled in as we dined over a quiet, familiar meal. The streets of West Village remained uncrowded, allowing for the kind of peaceful stroll that is not always welcomed in this city. We shared an ice cream cone for two, a scoop of Honeycomb for him and Earl Grey for me. The slightest summer breeze crept in as night fell and we returned uptown hand-in-hand. Sweet simplicity at its finest.
Photo Credit: Victor X.