“I don't remember being very sensitive to spring in
my early youth. I think the small child for whom everything is new, is not very
surprised at miracles. The springtime of life begins with adolescence.”— French
novelist-diarist and Nobel Literature laureate André Gide (1869-1951), Autumn Leaves (1950)
I took the image accompanying this post almost
exactly two years ago at Hudson River Park in Manhattan. As I remember it, the day was not as warm as it was
today—but, as you can tell from the photo, probably every bit as beautiful.
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