Yesterday, a fresh couple inches of snow on the ground. Went for a run in Prospect Park in the morning and rediscovered how dazzling white and brown can be. The sun looked like a pearl, or the moon, in the overcast sky. Today, almost all the snow is gone and the light is crisp and sharp, the sky that unbelievable blue, the buildings in sharp, sunlit relief; and the real moon is faint and pale in the low western blue.
More snow to come tomorrow night. Probably enough for some serious sledding on Saturday.