In a constant effort to push the boundaries of our small urban sphere and to test the limits of the NYC transit system, we recently visited Van Cortlandt Park in the Bronx.

Surprisingly for a park, I managed to bring back tones of mostly reds and oranges. Go figure. Based on my previous post, I would say I am having one of my cyclic blue-and-green overdose episode.

Seeing red
Still seeing red
And more red
The travelers
Pit stop
This was very early May and yes, we found wild lilies of the valley. May 1st is “la fête du muguet” in France.