Sunday in the park

It was Mary's birthday last week. We were all out of town in different locations. Sue and I were in Cape Cod and Mary and Leonie were in Santa Fe. They made a big trip for Mary's birthday making the most of the time and being in the US.
So the celebration for the birthday was today.
A picnic in the park. What a grand idea. Sue and I traveled on the F train to 7th Avenue and then walked to Mary and Leonie's apartment.
Once the great purple trolley was filled we all (Sue, Mary, Leonie, Sheena, Alan and Sandra and I) walked along 7th Avenue to Prospect Park. I am ashamed to say that this is the first time I have walked though the park to any extent. It is gloriously wild and has such a feeling of wide open spaces in the heart of Brooklyn.

The choice of location for the actual eating part of the picnic took a little longer than I thought it would but it was worth it. It was such a lovely day, and thousands of other New Yorkers agreed with us. There were people picnicking, playing with Frisbees, walking dogs, lying in the sun, lying in the shade, sitting in the sun, sitting in the shade- the list and variation of activity could go on and on.

We found the perfect spot- some felled trees which meant logs to roll into place for seats and a large piece of wood that could serve as a table top. Unfortunately it was in the sun so the side of the felled trunk served as the table and we sat around in the shade making the most of the great picnic fare.

It really was quite hot in the sun so we had a rathr idle time chatting and perfecting the world from our perspective.



Alan was the only bloke with us but managed to enjoy the time by wandering off at one stage to get some different photos of people doing much the same as we were doing.
We walked back across the park and Sue and I split off from the group and caught the subway home. We both had things we wanted to get done!
But what a gorgeous way to spend Sunday in the park with friends .