Silly Snow

Our historic blizzard turned into a nice little bit of snow. It is pretty snow, but perhaps not worth all the craziness or what Pat Kiernan of NY1 called placing "the entire city under house arrest"

Still, I was only moderately inconvenienced by the lockdown. I felt bad for people who get paid by the hour especially those who work in the evening.

One of the guys who lives at the shelter near my subway stop was hanging around yesterday while the storm was tapering off. He is a bit ravaged by drink or drugs, but he always smiles at me and says hello. He was watching the snow, his battered face lit with joy. He said, "isn't it beautiful? It's so clean, like a waterfall."

At 34th street, the city had totally vanquished the snow as it always does.

There were no cars, not even on 8th avenue leading into midtown.

Elm trees in Union Square park. 

October and Elm Trees

Things have been busy, I have been visiting high schools with the young son. I think this is more of a city thing, scrambling to find a good school in a place with several choices; some fabulous, most kind of scary. On Monday I was rushing off to another visit, the sunlight was so beautiful, I regretted not bringing my camera. I planned to return the next day, but the beautiful light was veiled in misty clouds. It wasn't so bad, a cloudy bright instead of grey gloom.

At least I got the elm trees in their autumn colors. I am usually too early or too late. 

There was a nice green and gold thing going on that made me very happy.

The sun has not returned and the brightness has deepened into plain old cloudy.

And it does not seem ready to come back any time soon with the big Frankenstorm on the way.

This picture sums up my feelings about all the gloomy weather.