HEY. It's SPRING. Fox Fodder took a long lunch break last week to catch the blooms at the New York Botanical Gardens in the Bronx. It was raining, kind of cold, and Aubrey was wearing sandals which was stupid. She insisted she wasn't cold, but every time the sun came out you could hear her whisper " Yesssssss come to me sun. Come to me." However, it was pretty perfect because no one was there and it was almost as if we had the gardens to ourselves. Everything you would want to be in bloom was in full swing. The azalea's were on acid. The cherries were just starting to shed. Daffodil hill was still popping. And the Lilacs.... we went for the lilacs more than anything. Just to stuff our faces in the blooms and basically get drunk in the only way that geeked out florists do over their heady aroma.