Prospect Park means the heart of our life in Brooklyn. It holds the cool breeze we seek in Summer, the most colorful place of our home in Autumn, the most slippery hills in Winter, and the inspired transformation of light and blossoms in Spring.
Our children came along, and the park brought us space to breathe, and grow some love and happiness. The Children’s Corner was our place to be a family, to be neighborly, to smile and laugh with strangers. The last day we spent in Brooklyn, I took my children here, because it was the happiest place I knew of.