Hurricane Irene caused massive amounts of erosion at The Beach on Harlem Meer. A lot of sand was washed away or rearranged. The middle photo shows the formation of a new spit. The squiggly green lines in the top and bottom photos is where duckweed was deposited on and above the beach. It's about a foot above the meer at this location, which is pretty impressive for a large pond.
Bonus: If you look very closely at the top of the last photo you'll see a great blue heron sitting on the newly formed spit. It later alighted when someone thought it was a good idea for their little yippy dog to chase the ducks and flew across the meer to land in this tree.
From top to bottom: A tulip farm near Mount Vernon, Washington; tulips in the Central Park Conservancy Garden; and cherry blossoms along the Cherry Walk in Riverside Park.
There were a lot of fresh tulips at the Pike Place Market in Seattle. The flowers looked a lot fresher than what I typically see here in New York. I later read that there were large tulip farms around Mount Vernon, about an hour north of Seattle. When it became clear later in the week that I would be nearby, I had to see at least one of the tulip farms.
There was a tall, skinny snowman in Central Park one day last week. I took the first picture then wanted to get a closer shot. In the meantime there were two kids having a grand time trying to smash the icy sentinel. Luckily I got there just in time for the beheading.
That was a nice blizzard! I started out very early yesterday morning and arrived home about twenty minutes before the snow started falling. Luck or meteorological perspicacity? Later in the day the weather wasn't fit for man or beast but these two ducks (actually there's a third duck just outside the frame) in Harlem Meer didn't seem any worse for wear.
This black squirrel was nervously chirping away in Central Park's North Woods this afternoon. I didn't think I was causing the dismay so I looked around and saw a couple of women gazing up at this tree:
A red-tailed hawk. I guess the squirrel had good reason to be nervous. Luckily for the squirrel, this time the hawk flew away after a few minutes.