Yesterday after a stellar lunch with a close friend, shall I say soul mate, and visit to her wonderful home I played in the park! I stopped by my old high school to say "sup" but found I wasn't super crazy about being there again lol. So I snapped these as proof and bailed:
Laying on a fallen tree, looking up, listening to : A Fine Frenzy "come on, come out"
The creek is filtered more or less of fish, and made into a sort of pool for the city where they hold the Polar Bear swim each year (p to the s that my bas ass sister in law tots did this year!)
As the day came to a close I realized that as much fun, and relaxing time I had in this park.. I didn't need to be here in it the way some of my family do. I understand their need for it, but as I looked around at the tree line I thought..."in NY...I'd be able to see the sky scrapers just through there.."