The view from my window during the blizzard:
View of the street, walking home in the evening (it was still snowing):
The next day: sunshine, blue skies, blindingly white snow.
Also, some creative snowmen. Clearly, there are geometry fans on the loose.
Why make snowballs when you can make snowpolyhedrons? I mean, really.
And then there’s this guy. Who even knows? But he’s happy.
Nighttime; the moon through snowy branches.
Streetlight shining on icicles at the T stop on the green line.
Note to the Green Line: if you have to stop for traffic lights, you don’t really count as a train. And these things don’t really count as “shelters.”
So, yup, it’s still cold, if anyone’s wondering.
What I’m reading: One Day, David Nicholls