The March of the Gates In Central Park: Feb. 2005

Near the end of February 2005, I spent the day walking around Central Park in NYC, surrounded by varying shades of saffron and orange and watching the light change and glimmer as the sun played with these pieces of fabric. The biggest delight was in being amongst New Yorkers and others who were in the City to see this orange phenomenon, a gift given the city by the artists who made them, Christo and Jeanne-Claude, who had no other agenda but to give delight to the people of New York City. And according to the cab driver who took me back to Port Authority, The Gates did just that. He said he had not seen so many smiling people in a long, long time. He said he's going to miss The Gates when they come down in just a few days and he's going to miss the atmosphere they helped create. What a colorful and wondrous day!

By the way...there were over 4 million visitors to NYC while The Gates were up and generated an estimated $254 million in economic activity. To read more about it

Lining up like little orange soldiers...





They zigged....



They zagged throughout Central Park.





I come matching the colorful spirit of the day...



Over the river and through the woods...





Every aspect of the park was enhanced by shodows, reflections and a myriad of shades of orange.

New Yorkers ice-skating

I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree.

Essex House overlooks the orangerie.







The yellow tennis ball was a sign for people to know that here were people who would answer their qeuries and even give them a piece of a saffron gate.








NY kids sleigh-riding







The sun played peek- a- boo behind a gate.


























The cynics asked, what's all the fuss about? The children didn't ask, they just knew.

Queen of the Hill

New York City...among the greatest of cities in the world, as seen from atop the Metropolitan Museum of Art. February, 2005 -



A view of the Gates adorning Central Park from atop The Metropolitan Museum of Art. And what a view it was!!

A hazy shade of winter.

I'm go'n' to ride on a milk-white horse
Down by the riverside,
I'm go'n' to ride on a milk-white horse,
I ain' go'n' to study war no mo'...









I AIN'T GONNA STUDY WAR NO MORE




END TO A PERFECT DAY!


Originally posted on Sherril's Myriad of Musings