The High Line

I love this place
A park perched just high enough above the street
View of the Hudson and sunset
Wild-looking grasses and berries and plum-colored ground cover
Benches with happy people posing for photos
A mix of industrial angles and feathery nature

The High Line is a park that’s been carved from an abandoned elevated railway that ran along the river in Manhattan.
We visited one weekend this winter, wind questioning the wisdom of our fashionable-but-not-so-warm coats, but not so much we ran for cover. It was sunset, the sky just beginning to color. We passed the amphitheater where they show films in summer, tried another where the show is the street below.

But the best part is that for years this place was lost.
Just a scrappy, ugly and abandoned strip of land, no longer used for trains, no longer used for a thing.
Discarded.
And now, it is truly elevated.
My new favorite place in New York.
Add it to the list.