The snow has gone. After weeks and weeks of record breaking icy conditions, la neige disappeared overnight. New York rejoices, but feathered friends, Genevieve (L) and Simone (R), sub-leasers of our French neighbors, are particularly pleased. As the snow melted away layer upon layer of frozen dinners, their 12th floor penthouse loft has again become a familiar hunting ground, and at last the salad season can begin…
Les Poules
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Chooks on the 12th floor? OMG you must be worried if they enlarge the girls’s world with a rooster!! 🙂
No chance! Otherwise there would very quickly be coq au vin on (my) menu!
That’s a world of difference from the local girls here whom enjoy the open spaces at Yanakie with a view of Wilson’s Prom….maybe Pollo timeshare..?..fascinating….!
What an excellent idea! I shall put it the neighbors and see what they say. We could start a whole new chapter for AirBNB….!
How fantastic, 12 floor inhabitants Genevieve & Simone two very fine girls