I was looking over the photos I took from our trip to Manhattan last week. I am so behind! I have barely said a word about our trip. I've barely blogged about our trip in May to Virginia, either! Ugh, I am so tardy....

Well, the photos of the grounds outside Trinity Church are very nice. The area is a lovely spot, a refuge from the sizzling heat and hectic swirl of humanity on the streets below.



The cemetery surrounding the church was cool and quiet and very peaceful. It would have been a great place for a romantic picnic! But then again, it's a CEMETERY. Last thing I want to do is have a PB & J over the bones of Robert Fulton. Or Alexander Hamilton.



Still, this didn't stop many folks from sitting on one of the benches and supping the luncheon meat. I saw a number of construction workers (probably from the World Trade Center construction site, next door) unpacking tiny picnic baskets and eating their lunches. The church has also set up a few very nice eating and relaxing areas, with chairs and cafe tables. One had a big tent over a number of cafe furniture, filled with people drinking and eating from little picnic backpacks. I thought it nice of the Trinity Church folks to accommodate the many New Yorkers and visitors with such hospitality.

We'd have stopped for a quick respite, if I didn't feel so weird sitting amid a mountain of old bones and tombstones. Maybe it's the Upstater in me, maybe it's because I'm old-fashioned. I just couldn't plop down on the grassy remains of a founding father and snack on bologna.