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| Northern gate to the native flora garden |
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| June peak, my petal! (Don't they know it's November?) |
The rock garden was replete with pops of color:
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| Lavender |
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| lavender & bee |
I was feeling oddly lethargic, so I exited at the southern gate and crossed Flatbush Avenue...
... entering Prospect Park near the carousel.
I headed toward Grand Army Plaza, and paused to watch people playing on the incredibly inviting DO NOT CLIMB sculpture.
Then, wandering among the quiet streets...
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| There's always someone who can't be bothered to clear out the cobwebs, eh? |
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