A Day in the Park and at "The Met"
The weather was so nice on Thursday, the 24th, that even though we were headed to the "
Metropolitan Museum of Art" we had to take in
Central Park in the spring. And so, after exiting the bus, we took a "detour" around the back of "The Met" and walked through Central Park.
We knew we were near the famous
Conservatory Water where, according to E.B. White,
Stuart Little raced in his boat. So, never having been there before, we found it, plus a few other interesting sites along the way.
made structure in the Park.
But, after a short time outside, we knew we were ready for the "inside." We have been to "The Met" twice before in recent years and so we are getting to the point where we can go in an be a little "choosy" as to what exhibits we want to see, without feeling as if we were missing something else. On this day, our first step, and in our opinion the most magnificent stop was at the display of feather clothes from Peru. It seems as how pre-Columbian peoples, mainly the Incas, used to use feathers from the birds of the Amazon as decoration on their clothing. These feathers were not just protrouding out from the cloth here and there, rather they were actually woven into the garmet in an intricate design pattern. Sorry, no pictures allowed in that exhibit and it was not important enough to rate a web page. In addition to the feather exhibits, of those exhibits still on display as of the middle of May 2008, we also saw the exhibit on
Photography and later had lunch with the works of
Jeff Koons on the roof. Among the exhibits we saw that are no longer there, we most enjoyed the one featuring
Courbert, the pictures of the
Olmsted parks by
Freidlander, and the
works by Poussin.
While eating lunch on the roof garden where I took this shot of the New York Skyline in the spring.
That evening, we got some time to just enjoy our grandson and all of the things he is into these days. Such as, lining
up his shape blocks in a row. I tell you, the older he gets, the more his behavior reminds me of his mother's, and his aunt's behavior. His attention to detail, his organizing ability. Ah yes, human growth and development not out of a book, but live and in the flesh.
The day ended, particularly for Alice, as it began, with "story time." In the morning we had paused at the statue in Central Park where Hans Christian Anderson is pictured reading to a duck.
We ended with Alice reading to John.