A fly chilling in Tompkins Square Park atop an echinacea flower. East Village, NYC. (Taken with Instagram)
Tompkins Square Park.
Fall Foliage, Tompkins Square Park. (look how small the people are!)
Lately I have had the incredible pleasure of walking outside my door and through a magical front yard of fall colors. I’m finally starting to look at some of the shots I’ve taken of Tompkins Square Park this week and the grandness of the trees and the way the light shines through them seems impossible for me to capture with my little point and shoot. But lemme tell you, I am unable to walk through the park (or along side it) without stopping to look up and down and all around me.
I wanted to go north this Fall and see the changing leaves, mostly because I’m one of those New Yorkers that doesn’t leave New York enough (unless it’s to fly somewhere or take a train to see the family). But poor planning has led to another Fall sans road trip north. This makes me extremely sad, but I am grateful the park is a little piece of what I wanted. Also, it’s nice to be drawn back in to Tompkins Square Park after a summer of avoiding it due to the rats (yah, gross).
If you live in the area and haven’t made your way through TSP during the day, it’s worth the detour. Remember to look up.
Fall, je t’aime.
(Note: the rats aren’t as bad during the day, though I am still not sitting to hang out. For whatever reason the problem does seem to be better.)
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Halloween Dog Parade 2011. Tompkins Square Park. East Village, New York City.
These are great :)
One benefit of all the rain in NYC lately is the fact that Tompkins Square Park now looks like a lush, secret faerie garden. Loves.
Source: Flickr / celinenyc
I tried to post this photo from my phone yesterday but the Tumblr app was not having me. I had yoga’d earlier, and the instructor started/ended class talking about our universal “light within.” The day was balmy, kids were playing, the sun was bright, and I realized that even if it drops back to sub-zero temperatures again, I was grateful for this respite from NYC’s harsh winter. My light was feelin’ all shiny and recharged.
I’m not great at yoga (the full wheel is the only trick I kick ass on - a throwback to high school days), but it is something I look forward to every week.
My light within greets yours. It is brighter because of you.














