The manhole in the meadow
Amardeep S.

Way too early every morning, Memphis, my spotty mutt, and I walk to Prospect Park. We stroll half-awake through an entrance marked by a pair of McKim, Mead, and White columns, dripping with strange ornament that makes them look more extraterrestrial than classical, and make our way to the gloriously wide-open spaces of the park's Long Meadow.