Riverside Park

There are so many flowering trees on my path. I don't think Riverside Park has ever looked prettier. I was down, but nature lifted me up.
The gardens are bursting. It's possible to believe the flowers have feelings and they feel joy in the sunshine.
Sometimes when I am on my bike, I am annoyed by the dogs that run wild off their leashes in the park. But they are, in their way, beautiful too. And dog walkers in the the parks have made the parks safer. So live and let live.

And just because this is my blog and I can post whatever I want. I posted this before, but it bears repeating -- a few weekends ago in Washington DC when the Cherry Blossoms bloomed, my sister and I went out to breakfast. Just the two of us -- without our 6 kids. I ate this waffle. The strawberry was cut like a rose.