Here's the deal: I hereby commit to walking or cycling in Brooklyn's magnificent Prospect Park every day for a year, with as few exceptions as humanly possible, and then showing or telling you at least one cool thing I encountered, through this new blog. ... I invite the blogosphere: Come to Prospect Park with me every day. Unimaginable marvels await us, if I can only get my butt out of this house.She's off to a good start, with a post yesterday and today. She has some evocative shots of Prospect Lake today, likening it to Lake Lachrymose.
- Can Prospect Park change my life?
So let's visit Brenda and give her encouragement, especially on these cold winter days:
Determined to keep my resolution for a second day running, and undeterred by bronchitis, I ventured as far as the water's edge for 10 minutes or so. Incredibly, joggers were stretching and running around in the dark and frigid morning. I detest the cold; I come to manic life during a heat wave, but cold is my Kryptonite. I'm actually scared of going out tomorrow, with wind chills in the single digits.
- A codgery of coots