March 15, 2015

Finally it’s mid March and I think we’ve been released from the ferocious grip of winter. Well, I hope that’s the case. There may be more snow, early spring flurries that will seem tame compared to the storms that we’ve dealt with over the last couple of months. Today the temperatures are delightfully chilly and the wind is pretty brisk. But, is it my imagination, do I smell spring in the air?.

sidewalk scene Taking an early morning walk I pass the last remnants of the past season. I know that within an other week this home will probably display its usual Easter and spring bundles of pastel flowers. But the pile of dirty snow just outside the gate tells a tale of what felt like a treacherously long and brutal winter season.


Walking into Central Park we became part of the cheering observers of a marathon that always takes place in the early NYC thawing season. Thousands of runners took part in this event.


Go! Go! They passed the geyser in southern section of the reservoir.


This woman stood at the sidelines with her baby waiting for her husband to come running by. That baby was certainly interested in what I was doing.


We kept hearing the staff along the track shout, “Water is ahead. Water is ahead.” And this is a backdoor look at tables that were filled with cups of water that were handed out to the runner.


The weather was so perfect this morning that it was just right for kids and their soccer balls. Even a bit of snow and ice wasn’t a bother for this young man trying out some fancy steps with his bright new ball.


The snow plows that worked so hard this winter in Central Park were lined up near one of the maintenance stations. I wasn’t sure if they were resting or if they were poised and ready to attack the next winter storm.


From the park it was only a short walk to a farmer’s market that sets up along the street on Sunday. There were lots of bake goods, honey stands and vintners selling their goods. We stopped at this horseradish vender and bought two jars of shredded horseradish, one plain and the other with cranberries. Yum, this should be a real treat with roast chicken.


There is always an apple farm stand, but this time of the year it’s not the apples we buy, it’s a jug of cider we’ve come for. Well, that and a cup of hot cider to warm our bellies but also our hands.


Once we returned home I realize from the look of the sky that spring might be farther away than I had hoped. The sky is darker now than it was when we first set out for our walk. The wind has become quite blustery. But, dare I repeat myself, do I smell a spring in the air? I look at the bare tree limbs swaying in the breeze and check to see if they have begun to sprout bud, or possibly have they started to turn green.



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14 Responses to EARLY MORNING WALK

  1. Jeri on March 15, 2015 at 8:21 pm

    Lovely shots – especially the apples and that mesmerized baby. Have no fear, spring is here – I promise. We changed the clocks didn’t we? Maybe the sun will join us for a bit tomorrow and give us yet another tease 🙂

    • Pushing Time on March 15, 2015 at 8:45 pm

      Yes, Jeri, perhaps the sun will tease us this week. Thanks for your uplifting comment. And may the sun shine in your neck-of-the-woods!

  2. Eric Parker on March 15, 2015 at 9:44 pm

    Hi Margaret
    thanks for taking me on that lovely walk around (thawing) Central Park

    • Pushing Time on March 15, 2015 at 9:53 pm

      Glad you had a nice walk with me Eric. Yes, the parklands are beginning to thaw and soon there will be an explosion of color everywhere in Central Park. Thanks for taking the time to leave a comment.

  3. Petra on March 16, 2015 at 9:24 am

    I have been quite absent, Margaret, but I must say that I love reading you. It is just like walking with you through Central Park on a Winter morning, looking at all those things that catch our attention, as the street market (what I love to do too), people running, a baby watching you (how sweet is that?) and well, watching the sky and hoping for Spring.
    Just so very very beautiful! Thank you for letting us be part of your days a little bit. It is rich, in a very special way.
    Brazilian hugs,

    • Pushing Time on March 16, 2015 at 9:36 am

      Petra, it is always so good to hear from you, and from so far away. You make it sound like just around the corner and I’m glad that you enjoyed walking with me in Central Park and through the farmer’s market. Thank you for stopping by and leaving such a lovely comment. Take care and enjoy those Brazilian days. Ah, sunny Brazil!!

  4. thelma straw on March 16, 2015 at 10:54 am

    My comment disappeared so I’ll l try again. I agree with all the other nice comments. Ole man winter left his marks and has slid away, leaving only a few remnants of his visit… to share his ice and snow with some other planet. We can stretch our arms to a clearer sky and smell the flowers.

    • Pushing Time on March 16, 2015 at 11:26 am

      For sure, Thelma, this is a time to relax, take a deep breath and stretch our arms in thanks to the diminishing winter season. I think in a week or two this city will take on an entirely different look. Thanks for joining the conversation and sorry about the disappearing comment. Glad you tried again because it’s always lovely to hear from you. Cheers to warmer days!

  5. marsharwest on March 16, 2015 at 12:05 pm

    Lovely post, Margaret and such super pictures. A daughter, SIL, and grand were visiting friends last week in NYC. They used to live there and miss it. They had a great time in the park, but SIL commented how dirty it appeared because of the leftover snow mess. If anyone in the world deserves some lovely spring weather, it’s you guys up east and especially those in Boston! My goodness this has been a winter! Thanks for sharing you view of this wonderful city.

    • Pushing Time on March 16, 2015 at 12:30 pm

      Hi Marsha! Yes, the messy sidewalks and gutters filled with weeks and weeks of frozen snow are archeological sites of what happened to this city in the days of unending snow and freezing. And then on top is the soot, a black and scary looking frosting on top of the snow. Once it melts the sidewalks, gutters and streets are left with to much garbage. Not a pretty scene. Glad your family had a good time in NYC. Tricky visiting in February. Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy writing life to leave a comment.

  6. Trish Mayo on March 16, 2015 at 7:44 pm

    A beautiful presentation of your day and the changing of the seasons. There is a certain smell of spring in the air and I spotted my first snowdrops of 2015 along with the last piles of snow today. I may be in the minority but it always makes me sad when it’s time to say goodbye to winter.

    • Pushing Time on March 16, 2015 at 9:34 pm

      Trish, though this winter has been a humdinger, I sometimes sit in a strange limbo when we are not quite in a new season and the old season is not all the way gone. Winter certainly has it’s fun and exciting times, but the beckoning of the snowdrops and the promise they bring of a profusion of color soon to be everywhere is so refreshing that I easily let go of the cold months. Thanks so much for the snowdrop alert. I must go looking for them before they are gone. Thanks so much for stopping by and leaving a comment.

  7. Sharon on March 16, 2015 at 8:07 pm

    Well, for awhile you had the inkling that Spring was soon to be there. The activities and sun shining certainly give that impression in the park. Nice that you were able to enjoy a walk and get some fresh air. Hang in there Spring will soon be there.

    • Pushing Time on March 16, 2015 at 9:40 pm

      Yes, Sharon this is the season for teasing. “Oh, do not be fooled,” Mother Earth says when she offers a soft early spring sunshine to her winter weary children. I’m glad you were able to take that walk in Central Park with me. And thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. By the way, my favorite tree this time of the year is the Magnolia (or some people call it a tulip) tree. I hope I get to take a photo of one before the blooms turn brown.