Pictures from an Evening Walk in Inwood Hill Park on the First of May
|Yesterday, it rained torrents, and we were under flood warnings in New York City. It was cold, too.|
Today is a different story.
|I headed to the park after getting home from work.|
Others had the same idea.
|I arrived at the time the sun was setting behind the hill of Inwood Hill Park|
and the light still played upon the water.
This is the cove in Inwood Hill Park near where the Hudson meets the Harlem.
|The Henry Hudson Bridge links Manhattan with the Bronx.|
|There was a blimp.|
|Who does not envy a creature that can sleep like this?|
|The landscapes in Inwood Hill Park do not mess around with a profound sense of SCALE.|
|On the far shore, commuters travel back home up the Hudson. |
May 1, 2014 7:44 p.m.