Here we go... 1. A trek down to the southern tip of Manhattan found me first at Bowling Green, the first public park established in NYC. 2. And just a skip from said park is the famous bull statue which gets numerous visitors to its undercarriage. 3. Then, in Battery Park (where I also enjoyed a meander through an out-of-the-way labyrinth... not the Henson type) is a really amazing sculpture called "The Immigrants." Here's a shot of part of it. 4. Then, sort of nearby is Fraunces Tavern which hold a lot of weight in the Revolutionary War era's history. George Washington really did sleep here. Or if he didn't actually sleep, he met with a lot of influential folks here. 5. I then moseyed north to Central Park where I found Sheep Meadow teeming with sun-worshippers and frisbee tossers. 6. And as I headed up the Mall, I found a photo op at the Columbus statue. The red orbs might be caused by the sun... or by the souls sent to heaven from the disease CC introduced to indigenous cultures. Oops... got dark there.
Toby continued... 1. Still in the Park, I gravitated once again, as I often do, to Bethesda Fountain. 2. At Strawberry Fields, I overheard a girl ask her mother, "Imagine what?" I was agog. 3. After running a few errands, I took advantage of the amazingly temperate weather and ventured over to the Hudson River for an early evening hike. 4. Heading back east to meet up with friends, I passed a public school which featured a mural designed and painted by students. Note the literary tribute of the top book in the stack. 5. Graffiti on the sidewalk in Chelsea is radically optimistic. 6. Here's just a glimpse at a wonderful evening with friends... After truffle mac & cheese at The Cafeteria and before beers at the 156 year-old McSorleys, we dropped into the workplace of our friend Jenn. She sells cupcakes and we ate some. Mmmm!!
Well, that's it for now. A post in the near future might just come from a cah in Hahvahd Yahd. Or maybe Cape Cahd. We'll see. Take care, all! Peace and love.
