Yes, Central Park has a castle–the real thing, hewn from dark, cool stone, with turrets, flags and ramparts, even a moat (sort of). And on the grassy sward across the moat, half a dozen damsels enjoyed a blissful summer afternoon as the Labor Day weekend began.
Marking the end of summer? Bite your tongue! We’ll keep meeting as long as the weather permits. And who knows how long that might be? As one eager participant wrote to us the other day, “if it gets a little chilly, well, who’s afraid of a little hard nipple ?”