“Uncertainty is the only certainty there is, and knowing how to live with insecurity is the only security.”
(John Allen Paulos)
If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, “thank you,” that would suffice.
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Earlier this week, my husband and I walked over to Central Park’s Conservatory Garden to check out what was in bloom.
The day was nearing its close, so the light was soft and the air was calm and cool. The only think missing from the following slide show of seven pictures is the lovely aromas of the flowers. Smell-o-vision is still a ways off, I guess…
This afternoon, I decided to brave the hazy heat and humidity for a brisk walk in Central Park. I hadn’t gone far before the rain forced me to turn around and head back home.
But not before I stopped by the pond…
To commune with the ducks…
Marvel at the lush greenery…
(And its reflection)…
And cheer on a soggy tourist or two!
There’s more hazy, hot and humid weather forecast ahead. What’s a girl to do?
I was out of town (out of the country, to be precise!) when spring first arrived in New York City. Now about a month in, the tulips have just about died off and most of the flowering trees have shed their blossoms. But in Central Park, the air is crisp, the light is bright, and the green of the trees is still fresh.
On my walk home through the park yesterday I saw…
In the snowy solitude this morning, a curtain of quiet was drawn over the city.
Through the tree branches, Central Park South was barely visible in the distance.
The wind whipped through the rushes by the side of the reservoir…
Sending stinging ice crystals into my eyes and camera lens.
Chilled to the bone, I put away my camera and made a beeline for home.