Today I did a very adult thing and bought a membership to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, which allowed me to spend the rest of the afternoon reading in the grass under a flowering cherry tree. Pretty much the best $50 I've spent in a long time. 

It looked kinda like this: 

When I wasn't hanging out under a tree, I was Instagramming a million pics of the annual bed of tulips, which happen to be planted according to their fifteen...

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