"Weather Whiplash"

Borrowing the phrase from Al Roker - because that is precisely what struck New York City over the last couple of days.

Yesterday, Wednesday, was a recordbreaker - the highest temperature recorded in New York City for February 8th ever - 62 degrees.  The meteorologists were spot on in calling that one.  So, knowing BossLady would be out of town, and having skipped the running routine for too much of the winter, it seemed the opportune time to resume - attempt to reclaim some balance, take advantage of the relatively springlike temperature.... before the weather yo-yo bounced the other way....

A little chilly at first, but the run quickly resolved that.  Helpful to have the phone along too.  There were a number of plants in bloom - some are winter bloomers, I believe, like the witch hazel.  And some, maybe they've been fooled.

Witch hazel, I think - from afar.

Witch hazel - close up.

Sometime during my running interlude, one of the big trees on the lawn nearest Gracie Mansion was felled.

Tree limbs, with Gracie Mansion in the background.

Compost pile, with Gracie Mansion fence in the background.

Snow drops - I think.

Are these hellebores?

Blazing yellow bush.

Yellow bloomer, up close.

And then overnight, it all changed, and the snows came after midnight on Thursday.

Queensborough Bridge, aka the Ed Koch Bridge, out of a snow-fringed cab window.

Along the FDR, in the neighborhood of the high school boyfriend.

One of the newer constructions - the copper building.  Supposedly that "H" connector is a mid-air swimming pool.

One of the parks along the way.

Fresh snow clinging and highlighting the contours and features of the buildings.

One of the salt and sand sheds, beneath the Manhattan Bridge, I think.  Still resources remaining for use.

The fence of the corporate ballfield.

The Brooklyn Bridge.