The weathermen have described the snow and sleet this weekend as nasty, but that all depends on your perspective. All Friday I kept pressing my nose against the window and watching the snowflakes fall out of the sky.
This was my first New York snowstorm and I have been waiting for it like a seven-year-old hoping school would be canceled. This storm didn’t get that severe, but it did give me a chance to observe the New York snowflake, which is different from those on the West Coast. When it gets heavy here they are clumpy and misshapen, unlike the symmetrical, crystalline flakes of California’s Sierra Nevada.
Around sunset it started to sleet, and slushy puddles collected at all the intersections. Not so picturesque. Below are some shots of the best part, as the snow first fell past my office window.













4 responses so far ↓
1 Sulley // Dec 22, 2008 at 1:30 am
I can barely see anything through your berka or eye patch. Were you trying to give everything more texture?
2 Ferris // Dec 22, 2008 at 2:08 am
That’s the screen on my window at work. I like to think if it adding a certain gritty, cinema-verite feel.
3 Eric S // Dec 27, 2008 at 2:27 am
That sign outside must haunt you: “Big D,” it says, and then more insistently, “Big D!” And if you still haven’t paid attention, “Big D” again. How can you stand it?
4 Terri // Jan 15, 2009 at 2:57 pm
You’re watching the snow fall from you window. Huh. Here in CA its sunny outside therefore I am… venturing outside… huh…
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