our park


We live near a bustling city park. It’s at the top of a hill and has views of the Statue of Liberty and the Manhattan skyline. There is a city pool in the park that we’ve only been to once, years ago. It was so crowded that we haven’t been back. There is a playground and a few paved walkways, grassy areas, shrubby areas and either tennis courts or soccer fields or some kind of combination of those two things.

The first morning that Isaac’s bussing started back up, I went running and I decided to run through the park. I wasn’t sure if it would be safe that early in the morning. I tend to stay out of empty parks. Crowded ones, especially at off-ish hours, are MUCH safer. So I was ready to pop in and pop back out if I needed to. Turns out, there was nothing to worry about. It was 7:30 in the morning and there were already hundreds of people in the park. There were tennis lessons going on with dozens of kids playing and dozens of parents watching. There were groups of people standing in the grass doing t’ai chi. There was a large group of women around a flag pole listening to music and jumping about (could this be zumba? Ruth? Does that sound right to you?). There were a few men playing musical instruments I have never seen before. There was another group of people standing about with their dogs in a large grassy area. And I saw a few other folks like me, running and listening to music.

I’ve been through there on my runs every time since, and it’s ALWAYS been as active.

Last night after dinner we decided to take a walk and head over to the park. And just like in the early morning, it was hopping. The courts that were being used for tennis in the mornings were now holding soccer games. There were other groups having soccer practice in other areas of the park. There was no one doing ta’i chi, but there was a group of people having a dance lesson, accompanied by traditional Chinese music. And the unusual musical instruments that I had seen in the morning were there.

As far as public parks in New York, this one isn’t that big. But it easily gets the most use of any of the parks I’ve seen. I’m curious to see how it’s use changes as the seasons change. But I’m definitely glad to live near it.


In other news, I made bread yesterday for the first time in over a month. And that felt pretty great. :)

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I stopped teaching Kindergarten in 2005 to become the mom of two crazy boys here in Brooklyn. At first I thought being a stay at home mom meant that I needed to pour all my time and energy directly into my sons, but I realized somewhere along the way that being a rockstar mom meant not only taking good care of my boys, but also taking good care of myself. And taking good care of myself means pursuing something creative...just about everyday. I started Made In Brooklyn to motivate myself in my creative goals as well as share my work with others and perhaps inspire them in their own creative journeys.
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2 Responses to our park

  1. MamaV says:

    sunset park sounds just like leif ericson park! have you gone running through the cemetery yet?

    this weather’s been perfect for hot food! can you believe it?! i bet your new oven doesn’t lean like ours, too. ;)

  2. Amy says:

    Use of space in our city is so different – though we are a small city of about 4 million which makes a big difference. Depending on where you live, parks are used differently – we are in a very outdoorsy part of suburbia, so much so, it is referred to as the ‘green wedge’. It’s very interesting to hear how communities are formed and how people in different parts of the world make use of the indoors and outdoors.

    Bread looks good!

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