- The Mr. Softee truck at the corner of 11th St. and Prospect Park West
- Wonderful soft green grass spread like a quilt beneath the still-brown trees
- Baseball games at the ball fields
- Me in a jeanskirt, a short-sleeved shirt, and no hose, reading on a park bench with my shoes off
- Families having picnics
- Skateboarders at the bandshell
- Lovers wrapped around each other on blankets beneath trees
- Later: Me running in shorts and a t-shirt
- The weather at the perfect temperature for running: warm enough to be comfortable, but cool enough that you don't get overheated
- Kids on Big Wheels
- Dry horse trails (as opposed to muddy or snow-covered ones) (better for running, btw)
- Robins
- The little Hasidic girls wearing long pink skirts rather than black skirts as they take their Sunday walk with their parents
- Willow trees frothing green
- Nicely built men running with no shirts on (you never see the unnicely built ones without shirts)
- The return of the African drumming circle
- The sounds of their drums thrumming throughout the park
- Redbud trees in bloom
- White flowers on some other kind of tree (sorry, Ted, I'm ignorant on this point)
- More people than I've seen during all my winter runs combined
- Daffodils
- Birds tweetering
- At home, later still: the sound of the Mr. Softee song as the truck returns to the garage for the night