Walking on the High Line, New York City

I was mostly talking with my friend Judith, so I didn’t take a lot of pictures. But this is Manhattan, everyone. Man! Hat! Tan! The jungles of Manhattan.

High Line, New York City

These flowers were so bright and colorful they looked psychedelic. This picture doesn’t really capture it, alas. But they were! (I stomped my foot when I typed that.)

High Line, New York City

And this just demonstrates I’m still attracted to all things in the yellow family. This is a building we passed by on our walk. If you live here let’s be friends so I can visit you.

High Line, New York City

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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