Monday, April 9, 2012

Postcard from Central Park



   ... early on a Friday morning, without too many joggers and bikers about.  A cool morning, sun climbing, birds in song.  At the right spots on the rolling paths, where the birds are most active, it sounds like a true walk in the woods.  Refreshing, restorative.  But for the occasional odor of urine.

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