New York is my kind of town. But New York City is definitely not a quiet kind of town. With some notable exceptions…
Hidden away near the northeast corner of Central Park lies the secret Conservatory Garden. This year, it is my first true taste of summer. Don’t get me wrong. This tiny, extraordinary and peaceful retreat has something to offer in every season. I’m just a huge fan of summer and needed a taste that wasn’t hot concrete.
I wander over in hopes of finding ‘the brides.’ Every June (and every October) limousines full of brides dump out their gorgeous cargo at the central gates. Brides race down the steps followed closely by their poufy entourages. Much to my surprise, there is not a bride in sight.
Oh, these modern times. Apparently, marriage peaked in the 1980s when 2.5 million Americans reported getting married each year. Now we’re lucky if we see two million. I’ll chalk it up to that as the reason for this last bride-less visit.
Not that I was disappointed. Not at all. In fact, scientists have proved that a walk in the woods is not only good for your physical health, but it’s good for your mental health, too. The next time I need a hit of tranquility, you know where to find me.