Photos: Brooklyn’s Prospect Park in Spring
Cherry, magnolia, Japanese maple, forsythia, tulips, daffodils, flowering quince, and more
If you are reading this today, April 16, 2021, and you live in Brooklyn, you need to go to Prospect Park. Like now. Or this weekend. The park is gorgeous. Mesmerizing. Absolutely stunning. I visited the northern part two days ago, and I snapped a bunch of photos on my Google Pixel, but these images barely capture the magnificence of the flowering trees, bushes, and wildflowers.
Here’s a view from underneath one of the magnolia trees on the northeast side of the Long Meadow.
Two weeks ago, these beauties were just beginning to blossom, and now, as you can see, the petals are starting to cover the grass.
This is a view from the middle of the Long Meadow. You can see the cluster of magnolia trees in the center, surrounded by a few cherry trees.
Before noon on a Wednesday. A group of people sat on a blanket underneath this magnolia tree.
Magnolia trees in the foreground. Cherry trees in the background.
Another view of the magnolia and cherry trees, facing the Long Meadow.
The bright yellow bush along the bike path is forsythia. Above, the tree with white flowers is a pin cherry tree. You can see Yoshino cherry trees in the background, too.
A different view of the pin cherry tree.
Pin cherry tree from below.
A small cherry tree among the magnolias.
From this angle, you can only see the beautiful magnolia. But the next view will show the cherry tree hidden behind it, below.
Two cherry trees and a magnolia.
The darker tree is a magnolia, and the other one is a Yoshino cherry tree.
Look at this magnificent Japanese maple, located just outside the Meadowport Arch. The walkway leads out from the Long Meadow, on the west side, heading toward Grand Army Plaza.
View from underneath the Japanese maple canopy.
On the northwest side of the Long Meadow, these cherry trees were mesmerizing.
Here’s a view from underneath the cherry tree.
A close up of the cherry blossoms.
The clusters were so beautiful. I stood underneath this tree for a while, unable to fully capture its mesmerizing quality.
This cherry tree, close to the Grand Army Plaza entrance, had already shed its petals, but there were flowers growing out of the bark, near the roots.
The sloping hill in front of Litchfield Villa was filled with flowers. White butterflies danced across the field. Those yellow bushes along the top of the hill are forsythia. I recently found out that forsythia is the official flower of Brooklyn. Beginning in the 1940s, there were several celebrations involving the plant, including an official Forsythia Day. During the first week of April, Brooklynites would get together and plant forsythia throughout the borough. There was even a Forsythia Queen who oversaw the festivities.
I found these lovely tulips on the side of the Litchfield Villa mansion.
This gorgeous bush is a flowering quince. The orange color is absolutely stunning.
From on top of the hill, facing away from Litchfield Villa, I captured a view of the field below, where a group of young kids were sitting in a socially-distanced circle with their parents:
You can see a different angle on the forsythia bushes, as well as a few tulips in the foreground (below). The tree with the white flowers, on the right side of the photo (above), is a serviceberry.
The unassuming plant pictured below is a dead-nettle. It’s a relative of mint, and although many people regard it as a weed, it’s a hearty and edible plant. Some dead-nettles also have medicinal properties.
Here is a close up of the dead-nettle, found at the bottom of the hill at Litchfield Villa in Prospect Park:
The Helleborus, or Lenten rose, pictured below, appeared to be the only of its kind in the field of flowers. It’s in the buttercup family.
Below is a sweeping view of the many daffodils covering the sloping hill:
More tulips and daffodils:
I love Brooklyn this time of year. The flowering trees feel like an invitation to come back to life, after the hibernation of winter. I’ve lived here for over a decade, and this past winter was the worst one by far. Not because of the weather. But because, well, you know why. And that’s probably why this spring feels more beautiful, more vibrant than ever.