Despite the various opportunities on a busy Saturday (lots of other people to watch) at the Guggenheim, I observed their request for no photos inside -- though it would've been funny to take a shot from the top looking down at the lobby, where we saw my father-in-law wandering in circles waiting for us.
Instead, I settled for the classic curvature of the exterior against a brilliant blue sky.
Every spring, everyone talks about the cherry blossoms in Washington, D.C., but Newark's Branch Brook Park actually has more of them. Or so I'm told. They're gorgeous enough, but we didn't actually get to all of them on this day, so maybe there was a nicer setting. But I don't know if any location can compare to Washington's Tidal Basin. Still, Newark's park is pretty nice, and on the trees that didn't hold their white blossoms, they carpeted the ground like an early spring snowfall.
