Well, my little boy was at Central Park last Sunday, eating Sponge Bob Square Pants treats and running amok amidst dead leaves and grass. I was hoping more leaves had already turned, but it looks still pretty green. Central Park is like a patch of oasis in the middle of high rise cement and glass. It amazes me how large it actually is (843 acres!) and how they were able to preserve it under the impending buildings surrounding it. I've seen it in late summer, early spring, but never fall. Tavern on the Green looks gorgeous during a late summer evening, with all its lights on, and people rolling in for their dinner reservations. Cyclists, runners, in-line skaters, dancers, assorted performers, lawn bowlers and dog walkers populate the various areas all throughout the day. There are lakes, beautiful buildings, The Met and other structures that make great subjects for photography, film and writing alike. I'm sure it's just as beautiful during the fall. I would have liked to have been there last Sunday, but I was relegated to the (finally) cooling desert air, attempting a game of softball after two years of not playing the game. Bruised my right heel, so I'm presently a gimp as I shuffle and limp back and forth to the warehouse and my desk at work.
It takes more than a day to explore all the park has to offer. I've only ever walked through, using it as a short cut to get to another street and as a respite from walking on the cement sidewalks on the busy streets. I'd like to however take a few days to have a close and thorough look at Belvedere Castle or the Shakespeare Garden for example. I can't imagine there being a zoo with polar bears and the like, although I can imagine The Penguin and some such creatures living in the dark underbelly of the sewage stystem. It is still Gotham after all, and I've never seen the city as one reflecting light, hope or optimism. It has always been a dark beast, the hotspot of dashed hopes and desperate lives. So when one sets foot in this park, all the darkness seems to sink to its lower depths, and an emerald gem sparkles in the sun, "amongst towers and temples".
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