Sunday?
At the Tennis House in Prospect Park, Brooklyn
Kathleen and I attended a memorial service for the mother of a dear friend yesterday, and because getting up early, getting dressed up, and going to church were involved, I find it hard to believe that today is not Monday. Because I spent Friday in Brooklyn with Ms NOLA, walking until my quads were screaming with pain (I desperately needed a wheelchair - and got one, in the form of the Q train), I'm a little bit behind, and have only just begin to read the Book Review. Fear not; I'll have something here by the end of the day. (This week's issue reeks of "important!")
I hadn't set foot in Prospect Park in twenty-six years. What was my problem?
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We will do Brooklyn again, but in a less strenuous fashion. I was so happy to bring you back to the "best borough."
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June 18, 2006 10:56 PM
How beautiful are the Brooklyn parks RJ. When Laura was living in Brooklyn, she and I went to the museum and its botanical gardens. They were achingly lovely.
Also up in the North Bronx.
Thank you for the photo. I've one of Oxford's parks I mean to put up on my blog in a few days.
Elinor
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June 19, 2006 09:33 AM