When I first moved to New York City in 1975 I thought I would live here for at most two years and then move somewhere quieter, cleaner and less crowded. But after two years I had a job I loved at the Museum of Natural History. I had made friends and was beginning to really enjoy New York, though I still thought it was too noisy, too dirty and too crowded. Almost forty years later I still dislike noise and crowds and try to avoid the worst of it. But sometimes, like tonight, I find myself in the middle of the din of the city.
This was my view tonight, looking uptown from Times Square at the evening rush hour, with what seemed like a million honking horns for background music. As much as I try and avoid being in the middle of thousands of people, I had theater tickets a few blocks away and was meeting a friend for dinner. Dinner was fun and the play, Shaw's "You Never Can Tell," was well worth the noise and crowding.
While I was in the midst of the most urban experience it was Mountain Day at Mount Holyoke, where I went to college. Mount Holyoke is in a small town in Western Massachusetts and one day each autumn classes are cancelled and students are encouraged to enjoy the beautiful New England countryside. This tradition began in 1838, the year after the college was founded. It's not announced ahead of time and it's always a wonderful surprise. The scenery looks like this...
I love New York, but looking at these pictures brings back memories of the glory of New England in the fall. As soon as my boot is history I'm declaring a Buttercup Mountain Day and I'll be off to New England for some sweet leaf time.
I hope you get some leaf time this season. As always thanks for visiting and take good care of yourself.
This was my view tonight, looking uptown from Times Square at the evening rush hour, with what seemed like a million honking horns for background music. As much as I try and avoid being in the middle of thousands of people, I had theater tickets a few blocks away and was meeting a friend for dinner. Dinner was fun and the play, Shaw's "You Never Can Tell," was well worth the noise and crowding.
While I was in the midst of the most urban experience it was Mountain Day at Mount Holyoke, where I went to college. Mount Holyoke is in a small town in Western Massachusetts and one day each autumn classes are cancelled and students are encouraged to enjoy the beautiful New England countryside. This tradition began in 1838, the year after the college was founded. It's not announced ahead of time and it's always a wonderful surprise. The scenery looks like this...
I love New York, but looking at these pictures brings back memories of the glory of New England in the fall. As soon as my boot is history I'm declaring a Buttercup Mountain Day and I'll be off to New England for some sweet leaf time.
I hope you get some leaf time this season. As always thanks for visiting and take good care of yourself.
