The light was unimaginably perfect tonight. Wish I had brought my camera. The park was bathed in gold.
A man played his guitar for some children who draped themselves over concrete benches while nearby girls preened long tendrils of hair and smoked cigarettes on the lawn. Sandals and dresses and ice cream cones and dogs on leashes and a pace that reminds me it is June.
Lovely.
3 years ago
7 comments:
Someday I would love to come see you in this lovely place. :)
Oh I'm so jealous - I love Central Park when it's like that! Can just SEE it!
You never fail to make me smile :]
you are such a romantic.
I love the way you write!
Love
Brett
I'm terribly romantic. I've been told overly romantic actually... but, I figure, no real harm in this. There are worse qualities.... ;-)
romantic? YOU? nah... ;)
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