I'll be damned. Walking down Montague Street here in Brooklyn Heights today, the daffodils have at last exhibited the gusto to proclaim that winter's finally bitten the dust in New York... at least I hope.
Typically, spring blossoms in the city—albeit seldom this early in the season—and then squeals out, "Psych!" as another hateful dollop of winter returns before it finally warms up for real. I'm holding out blind hope that there's lasting meaning here.Meanwhile, the first phase of the much-anticipated Brooklyn Bridge Park, which lines the nearby waterfront, opened Monday. Granted, it's at the other end of my nabe, closer to DUMBO, but this weekend I have every intention of making the short hike to graze in the grass. Bit by bit, it's destined to be a beautiful thing.Of course, now that the city has taken over funding for the park—not necessarily a bad thing—you better believe that every official was present at the official opening to mug for the camera, including impotent NY Gov. David Paterson, Queen 4 Life Mayor Michael Bloomberg and, appropriately, BK borough Prez Marty Markowitz.Here, a look toward to the future of Brooklyn Bridge Park.