nyc two

i've just returned from four days in manhattan, during one of the largest snowstorms in quite a long time i'm told.  it was magical- unlike any other time i've visited- for the city that never sleeps, it was weirdly quiet.  i'm guessing no one was really sleeping but staying inside, away from the weather so it seemed like the city was maybe, napping- resting for the day after the storm.  it was a good thing because the morning following the blizzard, brought beautiful sunshine- central park was a snowy wonderland, full of sledders, cross country skiers, walkers, runners, skaters and even snowboarders. we walked and walked, people watched and stood staring at breathtaking art at the MoMA, looked in store windows, marveled at the giant tree, ate dinner in the east village- truly the list goes on. oh big apple- my love for you grows and grows.  being one with you makes me know that i am a city girl through and through.

snow

it's a beautiful white day here in the city. quiet. after a long and chilly walk with the big dog, my thoughts wander to the small town where i was when it snowed last time.  it feels the same somehow- surprising. cozy here. cozy there. people out. people in. although it occurs to me that i can walk around but won't run into as many familiar faces but i think the more i go out, the more i'm likely to just that. but for now, coffee, music, more snowflakes for the windows and perhaps another walk later- who knows who i might see?  the city life and me- we're becoming friends slowly. but surely.

list

pink night sky
cars rushing past
yet to bloom winter buds
lights on houses
bike riders
rainy cobblestones
voices on the sidewalk
branches in the wind
illuminated dome
clean alleyway
familiar storekeeper
umbrella in stairway
going to sleep now-
in the city.