what i miss the most living in nyc is having a backyard. as the weather begins to creep up into the 60's, thoughts of reading in a hammock with the sun shining down through the trees fill my mind. as much as i love the fire escape, it's just not the same.
when i think about moving to a new place, my number one requirement is a backyard. a little place for a garden, a bird house, and room for my (future) bunny to hop around would be just delightful.
for now, i will make do with my window seat and the occasional patch of tulips on my walk home.