This is the path I usually started my walks on. You'd come over a little hill and see the Hudson River and the Palisades.
A long time ago, there was an estate here. Now, only the stone walls and perimeter of the house is visible.
May is a lovely time of year in New York.
So much is blooming!
I used to sit on this bench and watch the river, and the trains coming and going. This little bird must have liked it too. I wonder where he is today...
Another path I frequently strolled.
I love close-ups of plants.
Funny how I used to dream so much about living on the West Coast again. Now that I'm here, it's just as good as I'd hoped for! And yet, I miss those little creeks and the train tracks and the river I used to walk by. But I didn't have Pug then...
And I'm glad I do. Life is better with Pug.
