Sunday, August 8, 2010

City Views, Country Dreams

Good afternoon from New York.

How can it be August? What has happened to July? This summer does seem to speeding past. The days are hot, some of the leaves have begun to fall from the trees. Crispy brown leaves can be seen scattered along the pathways of Central Park.

Walking along one of those pathways I saw a collection of pedi-cabs operators waiting for some customers. I cannot imagine how they can do their job in the current heat.
We have had some thunderstorms during this summer, and this caused many trees in the Park to lose branches. Actually, some people were killed by falling branches. This seems impossible, but alas, it is true.

This tree remnant is not in jail, but rather is just behind a delicate bit of fencing that bears the the Central Park Conservancy id. The Conservancy is privately funded (even I make an annual contribution) and helps to keep the Park beautiful, and perhaps also safe.

Here is another photo of some damaged tree parts. There is something a bit sad about these logs.

I won't dwell any longer on these poor old trees, but will instead take you along with me to the Sunday farmers market. This week was a wonderful week for rosy red fruits and vegetables. I bought some of these peaches.

And some of these tomatoes.

I greatly admired these plums, but did not buy any. The peaches will keep me busy for the next few days. I do not like to refrigerate peaches or tomatoes, and so I plan to eat them pretty quickly.

I also found some beautiful zucchini, sugar snap peas and cucumbers. I think that it might be too late in the season for lettuces. Some of the farmers had wonderful looking corn, and eggplant, and green peppers.
My plan was to do this marketing well before midday, so that I could have many hours left to work on some of my craft projects. I am experimenting with all sorts of yarn-related notions, and can show you how my circle in the square afghan is coming along.

There is something rather crazy about crocheting with wool in the summertime, isn't there?
At work tomorrow, I will be wearing an alpaca sweater, hoping to induce the customers to buy one for themselves. There is something pretty crazy about alpaca in August, too.
I do hope that August is treating you all very well. Best wishes.