In late March, the ancient canopy of Central Park awakened to the glorious, tender blush of an early Manhattan spring. Along the winding stone footpaths of the Ramble and beneath the historic cast-iron arches of Bow Bridge, thousands of pink Yoshino cherry blossoms and fragrant white magnolias were bursting into radiant bloom. A soft morning mist rose from the mirror-like waters of the Lake, where the very first wooden rowboats…
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