It started as a walk to Starbucks, my home away from home. Then when we came out, we headed north instead of back south, and came upon this park and railroad station.
In the years I lived here and drove past this area, I never really noticed this space. It's down from the road, which is the busy Bloomfield Ave, from which you cannot remove your eyes while driving.
Who knew there was a creek down there?
Although there was no green on the trees, there was green on the stone walls of the creek, and even some blue sky, the day after it snowed 6" here.
There was even a bit of a waterfall tumbling over the time-worn rocks. Unfortunately there was also a lot of litter, but, this is NJ.
I wonder if anyone ever uses this lovely little gazebo. I bet it looks quite pretty when the grass is green.
A lovely old stone bridge crossed the creek with an outlet for the water from the road above.