Thank Goddess that fall came rather late this year and the leaves in Central Park are still turning. I’d never have forgiven myself if I didn’t go see them at least once this season. This is only my second fall in New York City, so I won’t allow myself to get lackadaisical in my appreciation of the fall foliage just yet. Truth be told, I don’t think anyone ever tires of the glorious fall foliage, no matter how long you live here. (But I’ll be sure to let you know in another 10 years!)
It is truly one of the most spectacular times of year in New York City. The air is finally crisp and cool; the leaves are glowing warm hues of yellow, orange, and red. It’s the perfect time for long nature walks through The Ramble, culminating with drinks on the patio of the Boathouse as the sun sets behind The Lake. Pure magic! Fall fashions subtly emerge on the streets, as tank tops, sandals and plastic to-go cups of iced-something, are soon replaced with knit scarves & caps, then with the quintessential sweater, legging, & boot ensemble, and paper cups of steamy Upstate NY apple cider in hand.
I especially love going to Central Park on a Sunday and joining up with the “roller disco dance party” as I fondly refer to it, that’s most always poppin’ between Sheep Meadow and The Mall. There aren’t too many other places in the city where I’m overwhelmed to near tears with the beautiful display of community as I am there. Expressed through an abundance of collective joy, killer house music, and unbelievable dance moves, it’s an outdoor house party, whose beats waft through the park, drawing circling crowds of semi-confused on-lookers and wide-eyed, grinning free spirits ready to jump right in. In the thick of this circle, a select handful of DJs spin their brand of tunes from a portable rig, a la “2 turntables and a microphone”, and a couple of jumbo speakers on wheels. A charismatic salesman or two float through the crowd peddling mix CDs, and “the regulars” who come almost religiously to skate/dance and socialize with their fellow New Yorkers, are the most amazing cast of characters and eye candy. It’s an f-ing blast to say the least!
I had the best time positioning myself on the outskirts of said circle, photographing everyone who came whizzing by, before I was finally pulled right into the middle of all the action to strut my stuff on the “dance floor” to a chorus of supportive hoots and hollas. No doubt, some of my favorite afternoons in NYC have been had at the Central Park roller disco dance party – a not to be missed experience for locals and visitors alike who want to experience the true heart of NYC’s diverse people.
In the meantime, here’s a gallery of some of my favorite shots and characters of the day: