Paddle boats gliding by, paths that wind around until you emerge upon a serene view, nature so lush in the middle of our busy city you would think you were miles away from it all. I love Central Park. For four years I lived on its edge, watching it through all the seasons and escaping into it on evening walks. I was so happy to see her again on this summer afternoon when the air was thick and laughter distant…
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. – e. e. cummings
Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth. ― Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Central Park Spring / Central Park Fall 1 & 2 / Central Park Winter 1 & 2 / Central Park empty…