30 July 2007 – New York City, Part 2
What wonders doth sleep perform, upon our wearied souls…
This morning provided our first real opportunity to slow down and catch up since getting on the train. In many ways, it was our first opportunity in a much longer time period than that. Having slammed our way through the past three months, putting together both the DVD and this tour, we knew that, no matter how crazy the tour might prove to be, it would be more restful and balanced than it has been at home.
We slept in, had some coffee and some great conversation with our hosts, caught up on email, posted blogs, and then we took a walk, venturing out a bit into the city, looking for a cold drink and a bag of chips, and ending up in Forest Park, where we sat by the old carousel and fed the birds.
Hot and muggy, the park, though green and lush, was saturated with the sounds of nearby traffic and construction. From the road, as we passed by earlier in the day, it had looked like an oasis. From the inside, it felt tired and worn, trodden upon and sad. And yet, right before our eyes, a blackbird swept down and latched onto a fat, green hornworm that was crossing the road and yanked it into the sky. “Life goes on,” the bird seemed to be saying.