A walk around the Reservoir with friends and other Springtime rituals in Central Park - almost like before COVID.
Friend N was in town this past weekend visiting her mother-in-law and gave late notice that she could sneak into the city to meet with our classmate A. So much to do, but visits with friends are rare these days, and to be invited by an out of towner is special - worth making the time and effort. I declined outdoor lunch - still a week off from dose #2 and playing it safe - but proposed instead a masked, outdoor walk around the Reservoir felt ok. So on Sunday I headed over to Central Park for our mini-reunion.
Oh, how replenishing it was to see old friends, and nature, and Spring - how long I have gone without those ordinary pleasures (how long we all have - over a year now); how it fills the empty space inside of me to drink all of them up, even if only for a few short hours!
To see people I have known over two decades now, to feel safe and be able to speak openly about hopes and dreams and disappointments, to sow the seeds - or, at least, to cast them broadly and see if any will germinate - for the future.
To actually experience the seasonal changes - the return of the plants from their Winter’s hibernation - more widely than on my tiny (but mighty!) terrace, in beloved Central Park! How I’ve missed the exercise, and the checking on the progress of the plants, Mother Nature's grounding rhythms... they used to be the cornerstone of my fitness and sanity maintenance routines, in the Before Times.
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Magnolias - showy stars of Spring. |
Heading back east, approaching the Obelisk, I caught a glimpse of Alex Da Corte’s “As Long as the Sun Lasts” atop the Met rooftop. Love me a sighting of Big Bird, even when he’s blue. The work is a unity of two of my favorites - Sesame Street and Calder.
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New exhibit on the Met Rooftop. |
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Townhouse front garden for Spring. |
[Edited April 24, 2021.]
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