In the leafy, bloomy profusion of spring and summer, the Central Park Ramble looks and feels quite bucolic. When there, it’s often easy to forget that I am in the middle of the city.
But now that so many leaves have fallen, the buildings along Central Park West are often visible, even when I’m in the innermost heart of the Ramble.
I marvel at both experiences, but the interface of buildings and trees probably best represents my own particular ever-changing blend of urban nature girl.
Here are the building treescapes I saw today. The first picture is taken from the path, shortly after entering the Park at Hunter’s Gate on W. 81st St. The other two are taken from within the Ramble.