Prospectpark @ MindSay

Tim and I walk at Prospect Park nearly every day.  My Sister, Mary, took this picture of us right inside the park entrance near our home.  We often picnic there, walk around the walking path which is 3.5 miles, take pictures there and sit by the lake and feed the ducks and geese.  We try to stay cool there as you can often get a breeze in a shady spot there even when you can't elsewhere in our neighborhood.  Our apartment building has a courtyard, but we prefer to go to the park.  In Summer, it's very heavily used for cycling, jogging, walking and during the rush hour in the morning and evening, cars are allowed there.  Weekends are very difficult as many people barbecue and picnic there then, and it's difficult to find a nice shady spot because they're all taken early.  That's life in a big city like New York.  That's one reason why I love the other seasons--because many people drop out of the scene, and it's emptier and as a result, cleaner. 

Tim and I just returned from the Farmer's Market outside of Prospect Park.  We bought cider donuts and whole wheat Italian seeded bread.  It just started storming outside.  We made it home just in time.  We had a picnic in the park with sandwiches that Tim made of bagels, turkey, and tomatoes with yogurt and lemonade.  We've been married 13 months now.  We still feel like celebrating.  There's a trolley that stops in the park that we could have taken home, but we decided to walk.  That was the longest walk we've taken in one year -- about five miles all the way around the park.  Here are two pictures of me and Tim taken in Prospect Park in Fall 2006. 

I went to mass because it is the Feast Day of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, and that's the name of my parish.   A composer had written a special hymn in honor of the Blessed Virgin Mary which was sung by everyone at the end of mass.  After mass everyone was invited to the Rectory for cookies and tea/coffee.  I got to visit with a few friends I haven't seen in a long while.  I rarely see anyone I know if I don't go to a church function.

 

This afternoon my hubby, Tim, and I are going to walk through Prospect Park to the Farmer's Market at Grand Army Plaza.  People sell delicious fresh produce and some baked goods from Upstate New York there.  I want to get some eggplants and maybe a fresh baked cider muffin or even some fresh made cider.  They also sell quiches and loaves of different kinds of bread including whole wheat which you don't see in the supermarkets around here.  I want to make eggplant parmagiana.