A Winters Walk

While not born to it, I have come to love winter. First, in Northern California, when I would make the run from the Bay up to the Sierras, I loved the smell of the snow, the way it crunched underfoot. Now, in New York, I love those snowy days here in the city and really love those days when we can get up the Hudson River Valley to feel the wildness of the Catskills or the Adirondacks.

Here are some pictures from my walk on Saturday.

Here’s the view from the 87^th street dog run:

Here’s the beautiful Union memorial:

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