February 29, 2016

Today is leap year's day - and what a busy time these two months have been! Today's weather is characteristically tricksy. It dawned bright and beautiful as can be - but only a few hours later grey clouds fill the sky. Supposedly, it's supposed to clear up by afternoon. Yesterday was amazingly balmy - almost as though spring had come! I grow nervous for the summer. 

February 25, 2016

Yesterday it rained all day. It was the type of rain that got everywhere. Not big drops - buts lots of continuous little ones. I thought it was over by the evening, when the air turned suddenly warm and humid. Instead came a violent storm front which shook the bed and poured down rain.  Yesterday, however, I saw about six or seven robins in the park and took that as a sign of spring.  

February 21, 2016

Today, like yesterday, it's unseasonably warm. Yesterday the sky was clear and blue and when I went out in the evening, it hardly warranted a coat. Today the sky is overcast, and there is a light wind. Rain expected in the afternoon. I wonder how the plants and animals will cope with this winter. Only last weekend, it was below freezing at around 5°.

February 16, 2016

Yesterday it snowed a surprising amount. I was happily indoors cooking away, and didn't realize how high it piled up. Then, later in the evening, I ventured outside and found the world in a thin layer of white. Soonthereafter, beginning around 11:00 pm it began to rain rather noisily. Unfortunately, it kept me up for quite some time. This morning the day dawned warm - 50 degrees! - and the snow is being melted and turned to slush thanks to the continual rain expected today. 

February 13, 2016

It was bone chillingly cold today. I went out once for breakfast, but other than than that - I remained undercovers most of the day. The winds were howling through the building and in between the cracks in the windows. It was bright and clear, however, but we hardly noticed it as we kept the curtains shut for warmth...

February 8, 2016

Monday's are difficult. Especially snowy Monday's when you'd rather stay indoors. It snowed the morning. Small flakes that didn't seem to stick. 

February 5, 2016

Today the snow came down in big, fat flakes. It was a quiet, gentle snow in its way. When I left the house in the morning there was already a layer of white on the ground. The park was magical. Like something out of the Nutcracker Suite. The pines were ladened diwn with pure white snow, dusted with sugar. The branches above were iced in silver. The ground was white and gleaming. Only the area around the fountain was different - a slate colored pool of slush. But even that was beautiful in its own way. Yet, it was close to gone by mid afternoon. The sun came out and it turned warm and almost balmy. By the time I returned home, the streets were bare. There wasn't even any puddles. 

February 3, 2016

Today is a wet and dreary day. The temperature is warm, but the sky has been dark all day. It's not particularly violent or exciting rain, just the type of rain the comes down rather steadily. It seems a while since we've had such weather – as the last incident I can remember was during the great snowstorm. Rain in February always reminds me of Valentine's Day in California. It was often rainy on Valentine's Day – and I remember making chocolates in the weeks before, or putting them in my soggy back on my way to school. There's something about the grey of February combined with the white, pink, and red, that makes it so sad yet sweet.

February 1, 2016

Today was unusually warm and mild. The sky was overcast for most of the day, which made it seem as though outside was quite cold. Looking through the window at work, it looked quite wintry outside. But in reality outside the temperature was quite warm and balmy. Several weeks ago I had ventured out into Queens, the far reaches, to Flushing. While I was standing at the bus stop, I saw out of the corner of my eye a florist shop with citrus trees bedecking the shop. I was in a hurry at the time, but the thought of orange trees remained with me for several weeks. My dear friend Claire introduced me to the thought of growing citrus indoors. She had happened upon them in a magazine, and the thought of oranges, lemons, and tangerines growing in my house was a very exotic one. Just think an orange blossom scented room! With these thoughts in mind, I've ventured down town to Chinatown where I had read during the lunar new year citrus trees were often for sale as good luck tokens. When I arrived, there were all sorts of customers standing outside the shop. My decision was a relatively quick one – I knew I wanted a small compact tree. that was in a small pot for my windowsill. The tree I bought had fruit already on it, but none of that was a ripe yet. In truth, the fruit blend in with the leaves, so it's rather hard to discern that there are citrus on it at all. I named the tree Cornelius, in honor of the joke that Chris and I had shared the day before. I am hoping that in time my green little citrus balls will ripen into the gold and orange I have been told they will.

January 28, 2016

Today I noticed on my walk through the park how beautiful the dead grass seemed to look in the snow. The snow itself seemed on the brink of of melting, as if one more day would do it in. It glittered as it melted, more like diamonds than the fine, matte mist of new snow.

January 26, 2016

I woke up early this morning, before the dawn. The house was stiflingly hot as usual from the heater. I knew that today was expected to be warmer than yesterday, and indeed the meteorologists were right. In the early morning the air had almost a sweetness to it. The slush and snow and puddles that us New Yorkers have been navigating over the past several days seems at last to receede in earnest. Although the day Donde bright, by midmorning the sky was overcast. When I went out in the afternoon I saw that the sky was strange. Unusual clouds filled the sky, clothes that looks like a combination of rain clouds and those cirrus clouds from upper atmosphere. The light was surreal, from the west there a pleasant yet dim glow. In the east it was dark and tumlutous. And yet there was no definition to the sky. Merely a cast of colors.  Walking home in the dark I chanced to see daffodils in the store window, and was reminded of how pleasant sight it is to see paper whites growing from your indoor sanctuary.

January 25, 2016

Today was a wet, cold slush no matter where you went. My boots would not dry out from tramping about in the snow yesterday, and I realize that the shoes that I have had for the past ten years might have finally met their maker. 

Today is the type of day where one would like to go outside - it's so bright and blue and crisp. The problem is that no matter where you walk the slush overtakes one. 

I read today that this is the time of year for Daruma markets in Japan. It seems only fitting, actually, that it isn't until about the end of the month that one is finally able to make good on their resolutions. I also makes sense considering that in Japan the lunar new year fell in February. To have markets between January and March, the traditional start of spring according to Asian traditions seems quite suitable. 

January 23, 2016

The snow began in the early morning. I was surprised how sturdy my house was against the wind and gusts. At my old apartment these snow storms would bring bangs, whistles and weazes through the windows. This was my first snow storm in my new apartment and it seemed a sturdy ship. 

Throughout the morning it snowed in varying degrees of intensity. I thought to myself - it doesn't seem so bad. Yet by three o'clock the winds picked up and the snow increased. The subways and buses were to be shut down by four. Chris and I had to gear up to make a cross town journey before the city hunkered down to wait out the worst.  

By evening the snow seemed to have lessened, and outside I could hear the joyful cries and shouts of people sledding down a small hill that bordered the Hudson River. Icicles hung from the lamp posts, and I wondered if they might break away on to the unsuspecting man who had been shoveling snow for the past three hours. We were warm and cozy that evening, but by the dawn the room had turned cold as the protective clouds were swept away and the new day greeted by a clear crisp blue sky. In the end, the storm was the third worst in New York City's history. We received close to 28 inches of snow that day.


January 22, 2016

The day dawned in a milky haze with no wind. By mid afternoon the sky had gone white, but still no wind. The dampness grew more intense. I walked uptown in the evening - but still no snow or wind. It wasn't until around ten in the evening that the first flakes began to fall - but even those were just wisps.  

January 19, 2016

Bitterly cold and bright. The wind never stops gusting. The city seems austere, all angles. In the park patches of snow mottled the ground. The pigeons looked particularly fat today. They were puffed up to keep warm. A good day to stay indoors. A big snow storm is predicted this weekend. We will see how bad it ends up. 

January 19, 2016

Bitterly cold and bright. The wind never stops gusting. The city seems austere, all angles. In the park patches of snow mottled the ground. The pigeons looked particularly fat today. They were puffed up to keep warm. A good day to stay indoors. A big snow storm is predicted this weekend. We will see how bad it ends up. 

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