After leaving my temporary office in the Shakespeare Garden, I walked up to Belvedere Castle, a "folly" in the world of Victorian gardening, and then through the natural ecosystem known as The Ramble. Without any predetermined path, and that's the only way to walk here, I wandered through this intentionally natural part of the park. Still, several people were squirreled away in The Ramble, mainly birders with binoculars around their necks, and I came across several solitary souls sitting on benches. Many were dressed in pastel sports shirts, so they seemed like Easter eggs.
Because the Ramble works in mysterious ways, I wandered over the Azalea Bridge, near the area you see here, and then made my way east. I emerged at the southeast corner of the Ramble at the Loeb Boathouse. Once there, I decided to set aside my original intention of drinking tea at the Met for something else. I will explain soon enough.
Image: The Ramble, near the Azalea Bridge, Central Park, approx. 2:15 p.m.
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I always wanted to walk through the Ramble, but was concerned about safety. Finally we did, on a sunny weekend. We saw the same people you did, solitay souls, even the pastel shirt. There were many little paths to explore. We crossed the Gill. All you could see was sky and treetops. No city noise. We felt very safe the whole day.
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