More snow

I know, I know, it's like, "Beth, enough with the snow already." But I can't help it. It's so preeettyyy. Should I *not* have walked a mile through Central Park in the semi-blizzard this morn? Yeah, I guess. But here's what I saw from under my umbrella this morning:

(By the way, the umbrella wasn't so helpful. As you can tell from the horizontal streaks in the last photo, the sideways snow clung to my bags and coat anyway.)

Jury Duty: Not So Bad

When they send you to lunch for 2 hours, jury duty is not so bad:I got to see a new little corner of my borough. Actually, jury duty was not so bad at all. I got to read all day and then was dismissed! Photos taken 1 day before city blizzard #2.

White winter

Thank you, thank you, NYC, for the white winter. Usually, winters here are so dreary. One or two wimpy inches of snow quickly turn into the most menacing variety of sludge imaginable, forming dirty pools on every street corner that make it impossible to walk and cause pedestrians to live in perpetual fear of a taxi splashing.

But not this winter. This winter has been white and fluffy as far as the eye can see. And this girl is happy. (Dogs are happy, too. Can you spot the dog above? Close up, it's about the size of a bear.)

Central Park Path