I think snow is one of the most beautiful things... that is, before it is trampled and turned to a rather unappealing grey-brown color. The snow was absolutely gorgeous at 6:40 AM, Saturday morning, just as the city was waking up. The snow settled almost like a blanket over all the buildings and trees and cars. Very few people go into the park early in the morning because there are so many stories about branches falling on the heads of innocent people and crushing them. But I think that seeing the snow is definitely worth the risk. New York City is usually described as a busy place, constantly bustling. After all, it is the great "city that never sleeps." But if you go out on a morning, just after a blizzard or snow storm, the city is almost silent. There are very few cars, and you can walk down the middle of the street without being hit by a bright yellow cab or a large grey bus. I wish that snow didn't melt, so I could have gone out this morning too, to see the snow again. Unfortunately, 34° weather is not friendly to ice crystals, so I stayed indoors instead today. A shame, really. I honestly didn't mind waking up at 6:10 on a weekend to take pictures in the park. I really, truly didn't. I hope that if any New Yorker happens to stumble upon this journal entry, they will think about all I have said.
One thing though -- dress very warmly! After a couple hours, the ice got into my shoes and froze my pinky toes. I now have a mild form of frostbite, known as frost nip. Or maybe I'm being trolled and my toe is just swollen and numb for some other reason. Anyhow, stay warm
I was going to use the skin made by
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Even though it turned out I couldn't use it, you should check it out anyway