The girl said, "I think we should take a walk." She thought, "The days have grown long without our taking the time to notice. I'm boxed indoors all day. Everything else around me is just now coming to life, they say, but I couldn't tell you if it's true."

The boy agreed.

The girl remembered serendipitously finding this bridge late last summer, alone. Who knews months later that she'd be finding it again with him?

The camera flash interfered with their foolish attempts to capture a fleeting moment of beauty...except for that one shot.


Everything had blossomed overnight. But really, inchoate seeds had been growing since way back. While the boy had worn the black jacket to work and walked through clouds of his own breath, the seeds were dancing themselves into flowers.


After a long journey through the winding trails of Central Park, the boy and the girl were surprised to see they had traversed a huge part of the city. It felt like an early summer night's dream. The boy took the girl's hand and they walked with each other into the weekend.