Polar Bears, Spotted!

It hit a balmy 48 degrees today--and the sun came out to boot! Good lord, I realize how starved we've all been for decent temperatures and just a little bit of light. I had every intention of running some errands this morning, but once on the F train, I heard the words Coney Island, and said, oh why the heck not? When I got there, seems like everyone else had the same idea--including the Coney Island Polar Bear Club. Their clothes were in a pile on the beach, and they themselves were in a pile in the ocean; singing, oohing, ahhing, and fabulously frolicking. Here, have a look:
I can't imagine what happens when the weather hits 60! My bionic grin will be so wide, you'll be able to see it from space!