Botanical Gardens, the Bronx

There comes a time, on every faraway trip, where I get homesick.  I miss American food, I miss American English and I miss the subway system I understand.   So often, I find myself in the ubiquitous Subway Sandwich shop.  And although the wallpaper shows an inaccurate  map of the subway system  this is pictured-the glass, greenhouse at the Bronx Botanical Gardens

Marissa in the park

Late fall crab apples

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And you thought the Bronx River was just the name of a highway!