I entered at West 96th, off the C train, and meandered down, past the Reservoir, through The Ramble, past the fountain, under the elms, and out at Columbus Circle. I was looking for mushrooms. But there are no mushroom pictures here. These are pictures of what I found along the way.
A turtle water ballet. Or war? Hard to tell.
A heron below Belvedere Castle.
The Shakespeare garden...
...which still had some fragrant hostas in bloom.
...as well as a hedge of autumn clematis.
Two elderly men were studying the clematis minutely, then taking pictures of what they saw. Was is this beetle? Their beetle?
The Ramble (the Manhattan version of our Prospect Park woods) had a nice sign. "Carry out what you carry in." The woods in Prospect Park have no signs. Just empty poles. Staff say that signs will be defaced.
In The Ramble, the late summer face of Japanese knotweed.
And my old friend, jewelweed.
I felt right at home! I saw condoms in only a couple of places, but those places were well-used, shielded behind the same knotweed.
Boats on the pea green lake.
Newlyweds and skate boarders.
And the beautiful American elms.
OK - every one is allowed to take ONE squirrel picture in their lifetimes. This is mine.
The Sheep Meadow, with the San Remo on the right, above the trees.