Surveying the Destruction

Today we woke up to a disaster. Downed trees, leaves run a muck.




My Central Park was in ruins.

But on a brighter note, I finally got to smell the tops of the trees.






















































And I met a cute boy.












BUT mom says I am not allowed to play with boys for another few days yet because I am a "horny teenager" and will get myself into trouble.

How much trouble could I possibly get into??