Apparently it’s snowing, finally, outside. I can’t tell for sure because it’s 10 o’clock at night and I have no view of the outside world from my apartment – just a deep vertical tunnel separating my building from the one next door, ending in a lonely stretch of concrete below. If it hasn’t all turned to sleet and mush by the morning, I might catch a glimpse of one of the world’s most urbanised landscapes covered in a three-inch layer of fresh snow.
Above are photos of ice floes I took today from Simi’s Upper West Side home office. The ice travels at a leisurely pace along the Hudson River, a temporary channel of ice beside the lanes of the West Side Highway and the winter trees missing their leaves.
