My daughter a little tuckered out by a hike at the Lakeshore Nature Preserve. |
This summer an artist in Brooklyn built a campground on a roof in the city. People who presumably wanted to unplug from facebook but didn't have enough vacation time saved up for a real vacation came to "camp out" for the night.
It's interesting to me because I think that I camp to get with the trees and scenery. More and more, what is relaxing is to be out of touch. Packing up, I always fret: This is a lot of work for a bad night's sleep. Still somehow my longing for a no-reception zone tips the scale enough that I put in the effort a few times a year.
But I go to a park almost daily.
Madison has 12 parks for every 10,000 people, more than any other U.S. city by far. New ones being built as I write.
These days, all I can think about is how much more could be happening in these parks. Parks don't bring in tax revenue, they cost a lot of public money, so what are they for, anyway?
The underused, funky old tennis court on top of a water utility building in Reynolds Park comes to mind. As far as I know, it's used about once a week for a game of bike polo.Why are there no art installations, dj dance parties or roller-rink pop-ups on that rooftop?
Annual May Day Picnic at the Yahara River Park. |
A day worth remembering at the Arboretum. |
-Parks are good for relaxation. Of course, we all should relax more. We know it's important, but still, 61% of us work during vacation. Americans don't have a siesta culture. I like what Rebecca Ryan wrote in Madison Magazine: "Being busy doesn’t make me special. It makes me normal, in an America-obsession-with-being-busy way. And talking about being busy is sort of, well, boring."
Token Creek Park, north of Madison, on Labor Day. |
-Parks are good for communing with Nature. The upshot of having a young child who wouldn't take a nap in her crib is I got to walk a lot. I've never had a dog so I didn't realize how cool it was to walk the same route every day! I had no idea there were so many species of birds that pass through, and live in, the Tenney Park lagoon. I got really excited the first time I saw the flock of swans on lake Mendota. Now I wait for them. Of course, the birds are not coming to see me. They need that lagoon, those trees, that "wild" space in the middle of the city.
Procession of the Species at the annual Solstice Bonfire at Olbrich Park. |
For me, it is one of the best things that has happened in the City this year. I stroll over from my office, sit under an umbrella on the new wooden patio, do a little paperwork, watch people who are paddling around in rented boats (they rent boats, too), and feel so smitten with my life.
I hope the City continues to experiment with the parks. Here's an idea: What if you could go to Tenney Park on a Sunday afternoon for a tea and a piece of cake on the deck of the pretty new shelter (where you can rent skates and buy hot cocoa in winter). The kids would run around, you'd chat with a few neighbors, maybe read a magazine you found on a shelf among books donated by neighbors as part of a lending library....
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