. . . led me on a brief trip down memory lane today. As my friends here know, Manhattan was my home for about ten years, way back in the previous century.
First, Central Park's Sheep Meadow, shot on a chilly weekday during a visit a few years ago, where I sometimes spent Sunday afternoons. It can get crowded on weekends during warm weather.
One of the many "characters" that Exploring will undoubtedly encounter during her time in the Big Apple. This one was at the Columbus Circle entrance of Central Park.
Another "character," this one from around 1990. On weekends he used to tow his piano into the park and play for donations.
And finally, one from the "things that ain't there no more" department. I shot this sometime in the late 1980's while I was stinking drunk on a rocking boat in the middle of the Hudson River. This photo and the one above are scans from slides, which is why they have some "artifacts" on them.
Thanks, Exploring, for the humorous reminder of how colorful New York can be. I hope you enjoy living there as much as I did!
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