At the end of a long subway ride (if you live in Brooklyn, at the opposite end of the New York spectrum) and a short bus ride, is Pelham Bay Park. In the Bronx.
And in the park - the largest in New York City - it is fall.
No one was there.
It amazes me how there is such wild and open beauty so near a densely populated crowded city of millions. Your photos made me think I was visiting a forest in Canada.
ReplyDeleteLove that sassafras leaf.
Gorgeous. Can't believe there was no-one else there. It's one of my dreams to see *proper* fall in your part of the world one day.
ReplyDeleteYour photos and Vince's have made me think of J.F. Kensett (who, incidentally is buried in Greenwood Cem)
ReplyDeletehttp://www.metmuseum.org/toah/hd/kens/hd_kens.htm
And since he is my favorite, I think I may need to make a painting off Pelham Bay.
Marie, Gorgeous colours, I am such an Autumn girl... Thank you:-)
ReplyDeleteThat was sooo relaxing. beautiful photos and colors.
ReplyDeleteWish I was there,
Xo Jane
Well, another "autumn girl" says thankyou, too!
ReplyDeleteAnd, from your recent post on birds in the parks, I followed the story of the raptors, so thought you might like this:
http://urbanhawks.blogs.com/urban_hawks/2010/11/the-legend-of-pale-male.html
I can't believe I've never been there; now I want to go!
ReplyDeleteLaurrie - well, it is amazing...also that we can walk there peacefully and safely.
ReplyDeleteHelen - I hope you make it here for the leaves. They are worth it.
Frank - why, thanks for that link. What wonderful paintings. I blush to admit I didn't know him.
Anyes - they're still there if you'd like to go and see :-)
Jane - meh, you have good leaves, too. Go, Blue Ridge Mountains!
MIT, thanks for all your good tips. Especially for the South African poetry journal/blog...
Ellen - saw some fat, fat field garlic, but too tough to pull up - ground was very hard and had no digging sticks.