I know that snow isn't everyone's favorite subject but I must take a moment and express how magical and miraculous yesterday's snowstorm was to me! As I saw the snow coming down I had a feeling it might be the last of the season so I decided to take a snow day and headed out to my favorite snow destination, Prospect Park in Brooklyn. It is only a 20 minute subway ride from the West Village and totally worth it. Why not Central Park you may ask? I have nothing against Central Park, there is just something about Prospect Park that resonates with me. Everything seems so quiet and peaceful giving me the sense of stepping back in time. It is also a manageable size; I can wander from one end to another in an afternoon and never fear of getting hopelessly lost although I must admit under the blanket of snow yesterday I did lose my bearings more than once! Here are some photos I took of the magnificence of nature in the heart of the city.
Sledding in the great meadow
The Waterfall covered in powdery whiteness
The Waterfall seen from the bridge, all the branches reaching up to the sky covered in white!
A King of trees majestically leading me on.
I couldn't resist the temptation to follow this bridle path toward the interior with only one set of lonely footprints leading me on
Walking was a bit of a challenge
It was as if the branches had been hand painted with white
A well earned lunch awaited me at the 12th St Bar & Grill on 12th and 8th in Park Slope