Not many words today. There is a hammock outside and it is calling my name, and this glorious August afternoon is too pretty to waste indoors.
So I am leaving you with a few pictures instead. The Highline is the perfect place to spend a glorious August afternoon, or any afternoon, really. It straddles the line between urban and almost rural; there is enough greenery to get lost in, and wild flowers and ivy and heady butterflies, but it is also surrounded by the noise of downtown Manhattan, with views of Chelsea’s swanky art galleries and grungy building walls and there is more than enough graffiti to remind you that you are not, after all, in rural anywhere.
It is just a little escape. A little time out from hectic city life. Something we could all use, once in a while. Wouldn’t you agree?
∞ Ivy covered walls. My favorite. ∞
∞ Nectar extraction ∞
∞ Leading lines on this Chelsea wall ∞
∞ Green leaves I want to plant everywhere! ∞
∞ Symmetrical beauty in the gritty details ∞
∞ Butterflies abound at the Highline. Aren’t they magical? ∞
∞ Windows are always better in twos. ∞
∞ Echinacea flowers in the most delightful, scattered pattern ∞
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