It has been years since Betty and Bimbo have had a proper summer vacation, but they still get a little extra pogo-power in their soles upon the dawning of June.
Summer in New York is a mysterious and mystique-filled alternaverse, in which people disappear, the subway is a spa, stores lock their doors, and wearing clothes outside may be optional. Also, as if we lived inside a summer camp away from the churning turmoil of the world, baseball is often on the front page of the newspaper.
Betty and Cocoa celebrated the beginning of the season last night by walking over the Brooklyn Bridge. How are you kicking off this time of sand and fireworks?