With the chaos and whirl of planning a cross country move, Jamie and I are taking moments to breathe in the city. On Saturday, we took a long walk through Central Park. The day was steamy, the type of summer swelter best spent in a body of water or in front of the AC. The limited breeze seemed to come from the trees as if they inhaled and blew out in unison. Nearly empty from a city deserted in favor for holiday revelry, the park felt open and inviting, despite the oppressive heat.
Busy with the ins and outs and pressures of leaving our home, it was nice to pretend the park’s 776 acres were there for only us to take in. The following are some pictures Jamie and I took in the near 100 degree landmark.