Lifting Nature's Veil in Brooklyn, New York
Just out of earshot of Flatbush Avenue’s surging traffic, you’ll find a strangely forsaken forest idyll in Prospect Park’s Vale of Cashmere—a dim green pocket blessed with an air of stately decay. Thick with trailing plants and tall trees that blot out the sun, this spot displays a wild, crumbling elegance. Its old stone benches make it an ideal place to sit and enjoy the sounds, which amount to little more than the cries of birds and wind rustling the leaves. Its centerpiece is an ancient artificial pond, choked with lily pads and home to the occasional duck—a peaceful scene that makes the rest of the park seem hectic by comparison.
- Mary Hartley My favorite place