Snowy Sunlit Sunday

Central Park, with the Metropolitan Museum in the background.

My sunlit thought this week doesn't derive from the sun, which has been largely absent. Rather it's from my much more sunny attitude about the snow. I'm not a fan of snow. I worry much too much about falling and breaking one or another bone. I broke my elbow in four places eighteen years ago in a sleety curb cut, so it's not an anxiety without some basis. I look out on the snow and see only ice, falling and difficulty walking to the subway or grocery. I see a foot of snow being an Alp I have to climb to get on the bus. I see disaster with every snowy moment.

But not this afternoon. This afternoon I saw the beauty of fresh snow in Central Park. I'm not quite sure how Google does this, but they've enhanced my picture to show falling snow and I'm in love with it. There was an inch of soft snow. It wasn't difficult to walk and it seemed almost magically that the sidewalks were cleared. I'm so happy and grateful to find at least one upbeat, sunny moment in snow.

I'm delighted to join my friends at Sunlit Sunday. I think it's my best discovery of 2014. I had a wonderful afternoon at the Metropolitan Museum and enjoyed seeing a beautiful exhibition of Italian glass. Now I'm settling in for my evening hot cocoa and a good book. Book review to follow tomorrow.

As always thanks for visiting and take good care. Wishes for a very cozy evening.  . 

How Many Days Until Opening Day?

There may not have been a drop of snow last night, but today has made up for it. Lots of snow, though in Manhattan it's not quite the blizzard that other parts of the area are having. Of course there are hours more of snow to come. These two pictures were taken right outside the front door of my building. The big white bump in the bottom picture is a buried car.

I console myself with the realization that spring officially begins in 39 days and that the first home game for the Yankees (against Los Angeles) is on April 11, just about two months away. Somewhere in the next month a crocus will pop its head up and then a tulip or two and then the irises in full profusion. Then this storm, like all the rest, will just be memory. Can't wait!

The Special Gardening issue of Martha Stewart Living arrived this afternoon -- a big thank you to my postman and to Kate for the subscription. I'm about to make macaroni and cheese with whole wheat pasta and low fat cheese and savor a cozy dinner and pictures of gardens and sunshine and swimming pools. Not a bad evening at all.