The Urban Farmer's Market
What better time is there to reflect than as I open a new chapter in my life. Soon I will live in the tranquil, luscious state of Vermont, but in the meantime, my summer was spent on sweaty commutes on the NYC subway. I worked for ten weeks at an urban planning firm right next to Union Square, an epicenter of NYC. I seriously relished in the opportunity to be back in my hometown, returning to my old favorite places and exploring new corners of the city. Yet as happy as I was in my old stomping grounds, I found a big part of me missing the place I've called home for the past four years. While much of this homesickness stems from missing the friends who became family, and living on a college campus, I also deeply missed Ithaca itself. Living in a more rural part of New York State I was able to explore the outdoors at any time (while I do have Central Park, Riverside Park and other small pocket parks around me, its simply not the same as a massive gorge or park next to Cayuga Lake)