Stories I Tell Myself

October flowers

Fountain in the Conservatory

Unidentified mushrooms

more October flowers

a butterfly doing its thing

cammo bark on tree in Central Park

Views of Central Park in mid-October (photos by me!)

Oh, how do I love thee?

I love the juxtaposition

Nature and civilization

Bird calls and sirens

Steel and glass skyscrapers and majestic ancient trees

Ducks and turtles paddling the reservoir

Birds swoop

Stately pre-war apartment buildings stand guard to the west

Museum mile beckons to the east

Commerce to the south

Harlem to the north

Flora, fauna and culture abound

Beauty in all its forms

For the taking

People of every age and size

Of every skin color

Of every socio-economic level

Running, walking

Laying in the grass

Cycling, rowing

Reclining on a park bench

Riding in a pedi-cab

Or a horse-drawn carriage

Planking on a pedestrian bridge

Graceful moves of tai chi on the meadow

Children’s laughter

So many languages

The wind in the trees

Honking horns

The rotors of a helicopter slicing the air

Let me count the ways.