I'm really, really hoping these are the last snow pictures I'll bore you with this year.
Here, seen through the grubby windows of the M23 bus, are glum people trudging about as the snow falls. We had 7 inches in total.
More of the same
and then we pass the Flatiron Building.
I bought bread and salad at Eric Kayser
then missed the bus by Madison Square Park
where I spotted a cheerful red umbrella.
In the afternoon, I spied a snow plow though the window of Tea & Sympathy
and the Joyce theater though the window of a taxi.
Lo and behold! This morning was sunny - if only 11F...
The sun was so bright window reflections appear confetti-like on opposite walls.
On the roof dead rose leaves are encased in ice.
Looking down all is crisp. I hope the sun melts some of the wretched snow and we can at last dream of spring...
