What Big Stones You Have, Mrs Fringe

A rock!  of Central Park. ooh and aah

A rock, an island 😉

While getting ready to take Flower Child to art class this morning, I thought about the weather being nicer than it has been,  I didn’t have to wear the megaboots, a couple of hours to myself…I’m a rebel, I have big ones–  I’ll take the camera, and go into Central Park, take some pictures.  I didn’t talk myself out of it, didn’t think about the fact that warmer doesn’t = warm, didn’t think about being tired, maybe I’d be better off just sitting on the couch and zoning out.  I remembered to take the camera.

I didn’t remember to check if the camera battery was charged, and I didn’t think about a warmer day meaning the paths would be muddy and icky.  So much like the rocks of Central Park, my stones aren’t quite as natural and rugged as they first appear.

Most of the rocks in Central Park were deliberately chosen and placed in the plans.

Most of the rocks in Central Park were deliberately chosen and placed in the plans.

With my comfy old barely more than slippers squishing when they weren’t slipping and the red battery alert flashing, I figured I’d walk anyway, until the battery completely died.

Nope, doesn't make me want to run.

Nope, doesn’t make me want to run.

The mainstay wildlife of the city, unimpressed by rising real estate prices or the polar vortex, they’re staying and they’re eating.

Sparrow?

Sparrow?

These guys were finding plenty to eat.

These guys were finding plenty to eat.

The reservoir looked perfect, I wish had that damn back-up battery with me.

More than half frozen

More than half frozen

Birds going wild.

Birds going wild.

This blue jay? made me think of my wanna be writing career.  Out of season, he was loud, I stalked him from tree to tree, could see him way up high but every time I raised my camera he took off again. I squinted and got this one shot of his tail feathers way, way above me.

The last shot before the camera completely shut down.

The last shot before the camera completely shut down.

 

 

 

20 comments

  1. I think everyone knows about Central Park, whether they’ve been there or not. I have never been. One day I will walk there and I will buy a hotdog from a vendor on the street. That’s what I want to do in NYC. 😉

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  2. Sometimes it’s good to go walking on something other than concrete. Gives you a chance to slip out of the usual, spend time in that other world, the one with blue jays and trees and rocks and mud. Tilt your face up to the wind and snow. Feel that sting.

    You know how I feel about spending time in nature. I’m glad you did that for yourself, mrs fringe.

    xo kk

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  3. The times I spent in NYC for non-Broadway activities were typically spent at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and subsequently Central Park. The art department in college would have a bus-trip-for-a-day on the occasional Sunday, and my fiancè (then boyfriend) and I took advantage of it two or three times. It was always in springtime, though, so no snow and ice apparent!

    The time I saw Jekyll and Hyde, though, was in January and frosty and icy.

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      1. The Met is just amazing. I went there first in fifth grade, and then those couple of times in college. So much great stuff there (I wonder if/when I can convince him to go there next….)

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  4. I love Central Park and the wildlife there – nice shot of the sparrow and squirrel. Jays are sometimes flighty, you were lucky to get one before you lost power. I found myself outside in my sheepskin slippers trying to shoot cardinals in the snow the other day – of course the battery dies when you see the most amazing things!

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