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February 17, 2003

A woman fell on 96th street, and it was not a surprise. The snow was knee deep in the street, maybe hip high on the edges of the sidewalk. She did not hurt herself by the way. She was cursing away as if somebody had put all the snow there to irritate her.
Some of the stores were just closed today. The owners did not make it into the city. THose places were the most difficult to walk by. Two feet of snow, or 60cm, for our metric friends, are no joke. Broadway was relatively free of snow. The side streets were just piles of white. On the sides of the white piles were larger piles of snow, some of them with mirrors sticking out, some still recognizable as parked cars. Here and there were spots which were vacant. One could still make out the brand of the car which had been parked there. The cars leaving their spots were like reptiles shedding their snow skin.
A subaru owner decided to park his car right in the midst of a snow pile. It was quite a spectacle to see the driver just hit objects on the sidewalk, as if it were suddenly a good thing to do in this new, completely white city. Some of the trash cans in front of brownstones had large snow hats on. Some of the steps to buildings were just pristine layers of white. It is such an unusual experience to see places in this city that appear to never have been touched by a human hand. Everything here is man made, how can there be stairs never touched by a foot?
was just filled with happy runners and people who just rolled on the ground, filled with joy. Dogs did not have leashes on today. Some of the owners did not even know how to talk to their dogs under such unusual circumstances. "Argon!, go over there!" Oh well. Over where, the place we spoke about last week?
Some of the spots in the park were also never touched by a human hand. Or at least not in the last 12 hours or so. How amazing. New York is so beautiful. I know that all of this white powder (as it did not want to stick, because to cold) will soon turn into slush. We will then have to jump over lakes of melting snow, just to get to the other side of... anything.
I did not have the courage to make snow angels. I took some pictures however. Expect them here... in a week or maybe two?... ; )
Happy snow day, dear New York.



is there a snowball coming here...?

i made snow angels with my friend : ) and walked and walked and sat in friendly diners and talked and even listened to His Holiness Shenpen Dawa talk for an hour or so early this morning in a little room on 16th street... yes, cars in the streets at odd angles having spun out.. my favorite time in the city is when things are like this, changed completely from the normal and everything is wild and different and free : )

Posted by: k on February 17, 2003 09:21 PM

"reptiles shedding their snow skin"... great stuff!

Posted by: shauna on February 17, 2003 09:25 PM

hehe.. snowball...

: )

snowangels... we used to call them eagles in poland..
: ) you made some?... Lucky you... happy moments in the city indeed.

Posted by: witold on February 17, 2003 09:27 PM

Brrr. Nothing but 60 degree weather out West. Wish I could make a snow angel in Central Park!

Posted by: Pat on February 18, 2003 01:54 AM

God sends snow just to irritate bitter women in heels. who doesn't know that! :) Enjoy the loveliness- we in Dixie rarely if ever see a flake of snow. I will watch for your photos... is the stripe sock puppy in any of the photos? It would be funny to see him sitting on a bank of snow. Be safe! Have fun!

Posted by: Vikki on February 18, 2003 08:06 AM

I am in snow heaven!

On Sunday night, I noticed that snow angels actually look a little like biohazard symbols.

Posted by: Anna on February 18, 2003 01:35 PM

I miss home!

Posted by: T on February 18, 2003 04:12 PM
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