Someone told me today that there'd been 29 inches of snow in Central Park. That just amazes me. I wish I'd made it to the park to take some shots, but, alas, I'll have to settle for the ones I captured while I was on my way home Saturday night, and on my brunch date Sunday morning. I was, unfortunately, in a black and white mood earlier in the day, and didn't realize the camera was still set to black & white mode.
We reached a high of 67ยบ a week ago. Cuh-razy:
We reached a high of 67ยบ a week ago. Cuh-razy:
Topher's street -- before it really started coming down.
About three blocks from Topher's apartment. Already the trees were covered.
The park across the street from my apartment. Untouched by human foot. Except, of course, mine.
The New Leaf Cafe in Ft. Tryon Park, where I was meeting my date for brunch on sunday morning. It's 11 a.m. and still coming down. By the way, if you find yourself in Ft. Tryon Park, I recommend the restaurant heartily.
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