And it was a long walk. The place is full of nooks and crannies, dark corners, and bushes. Charming by day, sinister by night. I'd rather play tag with a grizzley. It would be safer.
Central Park is pretty, but the trees look a little tired, and more than a bit dusty.
However, the bushes and lawns were very pretty, as were the little specialized areas such as the Dairy farm. My favorite sections of the Park were rocky outcroppings with bits of mica scattered about, sparkling in the noon day sun. I passed on the way, only I could touch the rocks at Central Park and not get arrested. I don't have my books to check to see if this is a natural variation, or a protective adaption based on New York city smog. I walked through some bushes at one point and found a group of people silently standing around a mosaic embedded in the cement.