By Elizabeth Langer
It had been a rainy December morning and I needed to walk. From late October through mid November I had checked out Central Park for fall color, invariably disappointed. I blamed it on climate change.
By December, my expectations were low. When the rain let up, I trudged through puddles at every crosswalk, heading east toward the West 69th Street entrance. The sun was out and the park was festive with tourists and New Yorkers, young and old, speaking countless languages. But my December prize was the late color blazing from the trees.
I am a painter. Walking through the park was like entering a painting. I felt fortunate to capture a piece of the magic.
Really nice pictures! And she is indeed a very talented artist. You can see her work at http://www.elizabethlanger.com.
Absolutely stunning photographs. Thank you.
Loved seeing these photos. Missed the park so much this fall since I’m home recovering from surgery
Beautiful photos. Thank you.
Magical indeed. Gorgeous colors.