The weather has been grim; sleet and rain making lakes of slush. It is not the dramatic winters of the midwest with their ice storms and sub-zero temperatures. It is a particular kind of New York winter, dirty, messy and dark. There are moments when the streets shine with water and give off a silvery glow but I am too busy defending against the elements to take notice.
One of my plants was getting way out of control, so I trimmed it back and put the cuttings in water. It is my promise of spring and a new round of street art.
The sun came back this morning for a brief visit before another storm, this time cold and snow.
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