We pass them daily, a big expanse of meadows nestled in the shadows of one of the biggest cities in the world. But once you get inside (despite the NJ Turnpike and commuter trains rushing past) you feel far away from the crowded urban life. For the kids, especially Drew, the Meadowlands are a magic place with taller than possible reeds, murky waters, and an endless path to run. For me it feels like a little hidden gem of sunshine and fresh air, well, as fresh as it might get around here! ps. Drew took this last picture - natural talent, no?!