With apologies and all due respect to the poet, Joyce Kilmer, all trees are not equally created.
In the southwest corner of Central Park—near Central Park South, Columbus Circle, and Central Park West—you’ll find this massive, beautiful, expressive tree. Its trunk speaks to the ages. And aging. And those who are aging.
I captured this shot when Jacob and I were vacationing in the City earlier this month.
In the 70s, as a 20-something student living in New York, I walked the path that runs by this very tree—day and night—several times a week. Yet, I never saw it.
I think that sometimes seeing a city through the eyes of tourist has its advantages. Living in New York I was always scurrying from one place to another. Visiting the City from time-to-time presents opportunities for more thoughtful views. Maybe absence makes the heart grow fonder—and time, the eyes more perceptive.
Thoughts? Feel free to share.
Hi there. I don’t get to NYC anywhere near as often as I used to. My wife and I were in Manhattan, though, a few weeks ago. We spent a lot of time in Central Park. I’d sort of forgotten how beautiful and impressive it is. One day I’d like to walk from bottom to top on its east side, and then from top to bottom on its west side. That will be a great walk! See you —
Your photo walks inspire me to take closer looks. Maybe one day we can take a stroll together. And share the vistas.