Easter

I went to the Met to see Chinese scroll paintings (dreamy, glorious entities), and then walked through Central Park. The bluebells and hellebore were up and blooming. There was music everywhere and I stopped to draw a group near the bandshell. This was the base player:


While they were playing a large hawk flew into a nearby tree. It was a very light colored bird. I don't know if it was Pale Male, but certainly of his lineage if not. It took off and flew over the crowd, dropping its huge shadow across us. The band played on.