by Most of them didn’t come out. I was trying to be “creative.” I even made a snow movie, but I’ll spare you. It’s not like you haven’t seen snow falling before. This first shot is what I saw when I opened the door to the roof.
This was turning right on Perry to head to the store for supplies. I’ve never seen a guy with a snow-blower in Manhattan before.
So I went a little nuts with the snow-blower shots. I had to make myself keep this post to two. But this second one looks like you can see all the way to the river.
Walking down Hudson Street. Everyone was smiling at each other and people turned to see what shots I was taking. Many stopped and said things like, “It’s so pretty, isn’t it?” I was trying to get the most creative with these trees, but this straightforward, not terribly interesting shot shows them best.
And this is coming home on Perry Street, my block. I’m going to the Loser’s Lounge with a bunch of friends tonight. I hope all the singers make it.
Whoa, that’s what I call a snowfall! We never get that kind here in the South, but occasionally we have enough to get the “feeling” of being in a winter wonderland of crisp beauty.
I think the Perry Street picture really captures the “essence” of New York — someone walking briskly, cabs waiting, hustle/bustle; the fragile, snow-etched treelimbs are perfect contrast.
Thanks for the photos – stay warm & dry tonight!
That discarded mattress on the sidewalk still has its “do not remove under penalty of law” tag. Even passersby won’t risk that law.
Ha! I have one more snow picture I like that I want to post!