Jeske Park nestles at a bottom of a steep hill behind behind my parents' house, between Thoroughman and Robert. I've been wandering through this park on foot, by bike, alone, and often on walks with the boyfriends of the moment, since 1973. A lot can change in a park over the more than 40 years since I left Ferguson to move to New Orleans.
Interestingly, this sweet, small neighborhood park has a couple of things in common with City Park in New Orleans.
First, it was the oaks that grabbed me. They are obviously a different variety than our ancient oaks in City Park, but they are huge and beautiful. They are brilliant when they dapple that sunshine they capture in their leaves. And then the sun, bestows even more power and magesty upon them when their shadows fall.
The second similarity...I'll leave Eric to guess what it might be. I'll be back with it tomorrow.
I confess to never having been in Central Park...as far as the overalls shot-it's taking a little more coordination than I expected. But...it will come. Those gloves were part of something that I'll show you tomorrow on the blog. Love to you and Bodil-Moi
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | September 16, 2014 at 03:55 PM
Hi, I could add Central Park in New York late at night, a very special experience, so quiet in such a big city as NYC !, perhaps I should make a blog post about that :) and then your last photo, they look very much like my and Bodils gloves after liming the house ! when do you make a post on your striped overalls, saw a glimpse of them in the post about your bracelet !:) lol Niels
Posted by: Niels | September 16, 2014 at 02:21 PM