I had these big plans this weekend. I was going to try my new lens on buildings and see what I could do with it. And then M said he didn’t want to go to Manhattan (that’s code for “I just want to stay close to home”). And the girls don’t love walking around the neighborhood aimlessly. I suggested taking the kites to Prospect Park and off we went. And we had just the right amount of wind too.
After a while, I left M and the girls to their kites and went walking. Prospect Park is big, almost as big as Central Park. When you’re there, you feel pretty far from the city. But then, you get airplanes flying over your head. (LaGuardia and JFK airports aren’t very far.) They’re like this little reminder that yes, you’re still in the city.
I made my way to the dog beach. They fixed it up recently. Now, there’s big stone slabs going towards the pond and a fence in the water to keep dogs from going too far. The rest of the pond and stream area is fenced. They do that to protect the plants and animals from us humans. Sure, I’d like to go in, get closer, but it makes sense to keep us out.
Maybe I’ll leave Prospect Park next week?
Creative mommy at home to two wonderful little girls, trying to juggle family, sewing, exercise, family, knitting, photography, and did I mention family?
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These are beautiful! I really love the third photo.
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