When my brother and I were kids and it snowed at our house in the suburbs, we’d go outside and play while our parents took photos. Sometimes, we’d have a snowball fight with neighbors. When the roads were finally plowed, maybe we’d make it to a local park for sledding. Overall though, our experience was family- and neighbor-centric.
After an 11 inch snowfall last weekend, our local park, Prospect Park, was packed with people. There was sledding, snowshoeing, cross-country skiing and casual strolling. And everyone was noticeably giddy. During times like these we feed off each other’s positive energy, and that’s a lovely thing.
*This is Why showcases moments that remind me why I love NYC.