Enjoying a brief respite in NYC from the omnipresence of snow mounds at home. Actually, I count NYC as my home (MA is where I live now, but NYC is where I was born and raised, and spent the first 43 years of my life).
Rest for the weary
No snow on Manhattan streets
Yes – I love New York!
Time for a new series – nothing extreme, just a bit of frivolity to entice my muse’s return. Each night, I’ll post a haiku about snow, until the last bit of it departs from my yard. Or until I run out of things to say. Whichever comes first. My guess is I won’t see the ground for a couple of months. Oh well…I love a challenge!
