The Central Park distractions along the journey
This select day, the high sun is calm but you still feel its nearby warm presence. A great time to stroll around carelessly.
Walking past the “Three Dancing Maidens”, there are small clusters of shade with benches underneath. Today, though, hardly anyone is on their tush. While rightly so, it slightly saddens Steve.
Trees take care of the benches, doing everything to invite humans. For without benches, how many of you would sit nearby?
Oh, you modern people!
Know that trees very much enjoy companionship. Squirrels and birds can only talk so much before their conversation turns into a game of memory on both sides.
Unfortunately, there is no time today conversing with Mr. Tree. There is a nearby flower garden exploding with lifebeckoning for Steve. All the plants waiting for their chance to be immortalized before giving way to the next generation.
The Conservancy Garden Is Beyond Pretty, Is It Not?
Meeting your bushy guide before the entrance
Inching closer to the flower garden, one notices that one isn’t following a stone path, rather, the surrounding contours of the bushes gently lead you by the eyes towards the entrance.
Without your knowing, the green walls are your personal guide, hiding sections of the scenery and preventing you from seeing the whole garden, just glimpses and teases.
My, this natural guide sure is controlling.
A few steps forward and you’re inside a whole new world. You quickly forget your identity and silly worries. With the help of the garden’s friends, the trees, the bushes and a variety of NY plants overpower your senses. If you’re not careful you’ll soon join the dancing butterflies and bees, so entranced, the thought of leaving no longer crosses their mind.
So, this is what they call a walled garden.
These are the plants & flowers of NYC?
Once inside, you note the scattered individuals moving ever so slowly as they gravitate towards the central focus: a fountain. It’s as though there’s a black hole in the middle of Central Park’s Conservatory Garden!
No, not this photographer. Taking a wild turn, Steve starts from the outside and circles the whole garden as the layout subtly implies.
From afar, the flowers sing in a visual unison and only upon closer inspection can you spot the individual voices of each.
What do you get when you mix brown, white &pink in a flower?
Caught your eye didn’t it? Isn’t that flower just gorgeous and exploding with life?
Fading from light chocolate to vanilla white with a pinkish hue. Surely the flowers from above display strength but gradually reveal its delicate side as you go down.
Signs a bug loves your reddish scrappy-looking leaves
Despite the rough look and the eaten red leaves, the holes gives this plant character. A look of maturity, if you may.
An unknown purple plant by the path
The purple leaf here has a rather sinister look as though it contains poisonous material. Just a few snapshots taken and away we went. A photographer can’t take risks, can he?
Peachy pink flowers: how an embarrassed flower looks
A rather delicious looking plant resembling peaches. And, no, there were no samples taken at the time.
Sunflowers: the recognizable flower for the masses
Ah yes. The one flower we can all name on the spot.
These hid well and didn’t stand out as one would think given its yellow color. Of course, when you have colorful neighbors, it is quite difficult vying for attention. Nevertheless, it is always a treat to meet up with someone you recognize.
A plant with green leaves & tiny flowers
Not sure what to make of these plants. Are these as large as it gets or is it a late budding flower? They are so small and almost plain-looking but could be the stiff competition.
Violet ball flowers are a treat
These round flowers are so plump and cute. Almost makes you want to pinch them.
The perfect pink flower for love
It’s a shame that a beautiful flower has to die when romance springs. Could the flower lament its own beauty?
Lively red flowers do exist
A favorite of Steve. Not too feminine nor too masculine. If you fix your eyes right, you can see a strawberry.
Sakura, do cherry blossoms really grow in Manhattan?
Though not trained in the elaborate world of plants, these resemble the famous Sakura flowers of Japan that onr hears so much. Makes one desire to enter the botanical field.
A bee feeding on the skinny pink flower
Admittedly, the bee buzzing around the flower is the main reason for the snapshots but how many times can you capture a bee so up close?
The light pink flower
After this long visual journey, this last flower seems rather bland and ant-climatic, doesn’t it? Worry not for its simplicity is its strength. Watch as this flowers stays in your head hereafter.
The secret garden water lily pool as the center piece
And finally we arrive to the garden’s black hole. The end destination.
A cluster of people surround the statue and lily pool. The small crowd quietly observes while motionless children perfom. The boy plays the mindless flute as the girl carries a bowl of water.
In a fascinating twist, the surrounding crowd, and not the kids, are the focus. A rather strange inverse for the statues do nothing but the crowd, yes the crowd, they whisper, stare, make faces, and reposition themselves all in reaction to a still point. An almost hilarious scene but one you’ll have to see firsthand.
Wouldn’t be far off to say one comes to observe one’s self.
After going through the various Central Park flowers, undoubtedly, more plants are left unrecorded. Would like to add, this is the first time the sun fought against Steve taking pictures. Throughout the day, had to reposition myself to find a decent angle to take the shot. ‘twas fun assuming strange positions as the people stared with different reactions: from curiosity, wonder, and dare say envy. But that’s an idea for another day.
As for final thoughts, all can say is: what a paradise. There’s such a concentration of flowers and pollen that act as a drug, disturbing your senses and causing you to imagine. reminisce, and question. You enter and leave changed. If you enter calm, you leave excited and vice versa.
Yet another pocket of escape from everything in New York’s bustling scene. A true treasure.