we woke to a beautiful white world . . and an icicle on the window bars . . not a giant one like jonathan and eva's (that was a great icicle!), but a sweet little apartment one.
it felt cozy to sit down to tea and gingerbread and cream cheese.
and then greg, chanda and i went for a walk. this is the magnolia tree in the courtyard. i'm not sure how much a southern magnolia enjoys being covered in snow.
walking toward the laundry room . .
the berries of the crape myrtle donned a fat snow hat.
just a small load on a snowy day . .
one of my favorite trees at the corner of washington and bank . .
bank street . .
in front of hb . .
we walked towards the high line to see if it was open . .
the wind by the river was blowing strong . .
the high line's gate was down so we took horatio street to the river.
it was blustery . . !
winding our way back home past a stone angel covered in snow . .
home again to wait for morgana to return from her acting class so we could go sledding . . !
























































