Winter Exhaust

Above, a cold day in Chelsea from the Flag Foundation on 25th St.  Below, a slightly warmer day on Library Way (41st St.) near Madison.

Monday's Fresh Snow

As much as I've come to dislike bikes in NYC, I'm all for ornamental ones, like in the accidental floral arrangement above.  Below, snow on the golden dome of the New York Life Building on Madison Square, from Park Ave. South.


Below left, another snow flying saucer, this one at 41st and Park Ave. South.  Below right, the metal playground orb at Union Square, looking like Ice Age earth crash landed in the Black Forest.

Siberian Sugar

Friday morning, snow that started out like powdered sugar got more Siberian.  Above, a reliable sight off 51st Ave. near 23rd St. in Long Island City.

Then later at Bryant Park, below, the snow turned slushy.  Notice that the fountain's running and the tree lights are still on, below right, and that I've managed to shoot around the massive ad complex that surrounds the ice rink.


And finally, circling back to Long Island City below, truckers enjoy the Fresh Direct Drive-In on Borden Ave., a few blocks away from the scene up top.

Return Visit

Pop, when they do that you're supposed to say
"What the f*ck are you looking at?!"

Back in town in December, the young visitor went sledding in Central Park, then traded his cardboard sled for a giant "magic pod," above right.  After carrying it around for 20 minutes in the freezing cold, he tossed it aside and muttered "Mom, I ain't feelin' a thing... that little twerp burned me!"


Feeling stultified by the wholesomeness of his tourist experience, he went undercover, above left, then headed west until he spied the crippled neon of the "Sin Will Find You Out" cross.  "This looks promising," he said, then asked people loitering in shadows we passed "Anything happening around here, friend?"

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Frigid Fingers Plus Parking Mystery

Now that the weather's hinting at spring, some snow photos from 2 weeks ago.  Above, the frigid fingers of Madame Tussauds on 42nd.

Below left, snow cuffs on garbage cans at Herald Square.

And below right, one of those mysteries I shouldn't waste time on, but: Here we have an SUV parked overnight at an exclusive spot in the middle of Broadway, a few blocks below 42nd, under a sign that says "No Standing Anytime except vehicles with NYP plates."  Apparently NYP plates are press plates, and the SUV plates do have an NYP, but from Pennsylvania.


Meanwhile, below left, the red & white Williamsburg Bridge -- pocked with the tags that serve as banner ads of the Outernet -- looks like Santa with tattoos.  And from the looks of the bridge's mini high-ranger, below right, tagger elves have been more busy than usual, eating away at the solid of surface of reality, like wolves pissing on ice.