An American Writers Dream: To Live in Brooklyn
By Norma Jaeger Hopcraft
I've always wanted to live in NYC. Especially in Brooklyn. It seemed like a place where things HAPPENED, not like my sleepy suburb in NJ.
Now I live here.
Brooklyn can be tough--tense and crowded, with many people needing groceries, cash from the bank, service at the post office--lines, lines, lines and soooo many people. I'm having trouble adjusting to it.
So I escape to Prospect Park. Here's a few scenes to bring you along with me.
A friend said she was in need of Spring yesterday, so I stopped on my way to the Brooklyn Central Library and took a picture of magnolia buds waiting to bloom.
In the center is the magnolia tree, covered with a thousand similar buds.
Here's a cherry tree in bloom, the first courageous one to brave this cold spring.
Toddlers playing soccer in the park -- that's a sign of Spring too.
The doors to my destination, the mother ship of all the Brooklyn Public Library branches. I'm not crazy about this building, I don't feel great walking in its doors, the way I feel entering other buildings, especially historic ones in Paris : ) But I've found a work area on the third floor that has big windows that look out on the trees of the park. I can write there.
How about living in Brooklyn? Or do you prefer the leafy suburbs, or the country? Comment below!
