Well the cold finally went away, and then came the rain. It rained for six days...straight. It finally stopped raining friday morning, but picked back up tonight. Now, I love a good thunderstorm. But there's no two ways about it...rain in New York is just miserable. From the dirty water being splashed everywhere, to wet subways, to trying to figure out what height to hold your umbrella so you don't hit the umbrellas on either side of you as you walk down the street with millions of other miserable New Yorkers...and tourists...bleh.
BUT! The rain gave us enough of a break for our Saturday morning outing. We live about two blocks from Prospect Park. Prospect Park is the Central Park of Brooklyn. They were both designed by Frederick Law Olmstead and while Central Park is 843 acres, Prospect Park is 585 acres. So it's not quite as big as CP, but still a whoppin big park.
Every Saturday there is a farmer's market at Grand Army Plaza at the top of the park. We live on the southwest side of the park, so it's about a mile and a half walk through the park to the farmer's market. It's a really nice walk this time of year, and it was really cute to see little kids playing baseball. The park is one of the things that really made me love this neighborhood when we first moved here. Then when the weather got cold, I almost forgot that we lived right next to it. I'm so glad to be able to enjoy it again. And I look forward to going to the farmer's market every week! This morning we were able to pick up some fresh rosemary, potatoes, and spinach.