The thing about aimlessly tooling around town on a bike is that sometimes you discover a new place — new to you, that is. Which is what happened Tuesday when I turned a corner, saw some majestic old trees, went that way, and found myself in Draper Park.
On a hillside just above the loop drive around Bryant Park, you can just make out a concrete foundation. Climbing up and taking a look, however, doesn’t get you any closer to understanding what this structure might have been for, back in the day.
When I saw those warnings posted on the Periwinkle Creek Path earlier this month, no trash or graffiti were in sight, making it look as though the threat of being surveilled had stayed the vandals’ hand. Another look today showed that, alas, the defilers of public spaces are not so easily deterred. The parks department […]