Sunday, April 19, 2009

Overgrown Tricycle

Today Central Park was bursting into early spring. New Yorkers took advantage of the Sunday for a much-needed return to nature. While walking past the Bethesda Fountain, a man passed me on an overgrown tricycle. The vehicle was a low-rider, and the front tire stretched far out front. Covered in sparkles and streamers, white and pink feather boas trailed behind it. The driver wore a multi-colored top hat, wide sunglasses rimmed with diamonds, and a sequined tuxedo jacket. He rode quickly in a dazzle of color. I turned for another look. A woman wheeling a stroller walked past and smiled at me broadly. The man's eccentricity had brought joy and connection to both of us.

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