I keep hoping I'm going to meet the perfect girl out here … but all the cute girls skate away from me as fast as they can!
Note: this photo was published in a Feb 23, 2012 issue of Everyblock NYC for the "customized" region of Central Park.
Moving into 2014, the photo was published in an Oct 31, 2014 blog titled "Microsoft One-Ups Apple and Gets a Big(ger) Data Game."
When I think of Central Park, I usually think of trees and grass and bright sunshine. The mental images are green, the temperatures are warm. The season is usually spring or summer, or perhaps the beginning of autumn.
If you say, "Central Park in winter," then I think of snow. The mental images are white or gray, like the ones in this Flickr set
that I created a couple years ago. The temperatures are freezing cold.
But there are exceptions: while it may not snow in the summer, there are also times in the winter when it doesn't snow. The winter temperatures may still be biting cold, but sometimes the late-afternoon sun dazzles and sparkles. Sometimes there's even a little bit of green in the dead grass on the fields and meadows. Sometimes there's even a little color in the dead trees and the drab, empty branches.
The runners, skaters, cyclists, joggers, tourists, after-school students, dog-walkers, and ordinary citizens of New York City make these muted colors "pop" with their outfits -- every conceivable color of the rainbow is included in the tights, the jackets, the helmets, the gloves and mittens, the scarves, the bikes, the boots, the headbands, the earmuffs, and other paraphernalia that they wear. Once upon a time, we would simply don an old pair of black shorts, and a grungy gray sweatshirt to jog in the park ... but those days are gone.
I managed to catch some good examples of this a few days ago, when two consecutive days of perfectly sunny weather gave me a chance to wander into the west side of Central Park at 86th Street, and walk east to the point where the inner roadway comes up to the top of a hill (right next to the southwest corner of the Central Park Reservoir, if you're familiar with the area). Facing north, I had the sun behind me for about half an hour before it dropped below the skyline of apartment buildings on Central Park West; and it bathed all of the joggers and cyclists and assorted others in a wonderful warm glow.
I took 500+ photos on each of the two afternoons, and winnowed the resulting 1,000+ images down to this modest collection of 50. I've got a couple hundred more that were almost good enough to post on Flickr ... but at least for now, they'll stay on my computer.