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Prospect's Camperdown Elm goes every which way.

The park in winter

Spring is coming, says Prospect Park.

Old, very old Brooklyn

Colonial times at Lefferts Homestead.

No boats today

Come back when the weather's warmer.

Under the blue canopy

Skate on, Brooklyn.

On thin ice

Skaters delight at Prospect Park's Lefrak Rink.

Victory, Victory is our cry

And more of those Broadway lights.

Winter ain't over. . .

Yet, damnit!

Lush times

Last call in the LES.

Photo shoot

A quicky on Bleecker.

Working on the railroad

So this is why the 4-5 isn't running today.

Still Orchard Street

. . .After all these years.

Drums along the Meadows

Batala's bang-up show at the Queens Museum atrium.

Modern politics' ground zero

They invented the game.

The earth, naked

Unisphere shows its bones.

A taste of spring

Just a taste, my friend. Just a taste.

Another fine joint

Drink up, lads!

The Stand

Mick Jagger musta been here.

Something in the water

 What's in your water tank?

Oh.

Cast iron in the Nomad

Another new neighborhood? Yes, North of Madison Square!

Liberty for all

Can't have enough.

All in one shop

Why yes, I remember now.

Land of giants

Elms rule.

Twisted

Every which way.

Yonder lies the castle

Buggy ride in the park.

Finding Eldorado

...Yonder beyond the pond.