(Humming to the tune of "Starry, Starry Night." )
And just like that, autumn tilted strongly toward winter. Not such a big deal; the snow was predicted. And at a mere 4 inches or so, well, these parts have seen much more. But it was the first real accumulation of the season. And so worth noting, and marking....
...Especially when experienced through the eyes of others. For the 2-day houseguest in from the mid-Atlantic, reacquainting herself with New York City after a several-year absence, there was the magic of freshly-powdered streets, wandering through Central Park, purchasing new hats and gloves and scarves and boots for the unexpected flurries. For the longer-term houseguest still more accustomed to California, it was a chance to take snowy nature shots, have hot chocolate, make and gift spiked peppermint hot chocolate, take slow motion kamikaze snowflake footage off the terrace, and leave pictorial messages on the covered surfaces. Little everyday joys - experiences that, stuck in familiar routines, get forgotten or overlooked. And, inspired by them and at least in part for their benefit, the evening before, with the onset of anticipatory chill, there was a first lighting of candles in the decorative fireplace - a self-gift without the hesitation that would accompany such a treat if enjoyed only alone. Wintertime pleasures - reintroduced.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
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| New York City-sized snowman - sized for the micro-apartments popping up about town. |
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| Up the path from Peter Pan. |
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| Park lamp with cloak of snowy ivy. |
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| Hmm - where is he walking off to? |
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| Walking in circles. |
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| Mr. Smiley ... |
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