New York finally got the blizzard that it didn't get last year, when one was expected and didn't show up. This one did, and with a vengeance; 26.8 inches of snow in Central Park, virtually tied for the greatest snowfall ever in New York. It was great fun to be inside, looking out the windows as the snow swirled around; with the high winds it was blowing sideways most of the time, funneled between apartment buildings. I went out once in the daytime at the height of the storm; everything was shut down, cars banned from the roads. It was quiet except for the sound of snowplows. I stood in the middle of Broadway. I went out again late at night when it was mostly over. The snow and wind had buried cars and created car snow sculptures, and some of the streets were virtually unplowed.
Naturally, I took pictures.
Daytime:
From our window:
On the street:
Later, at night. The sodium lamps make everything quite orange. There was also an ambulance with flashing different colored lights which had a beautiful effect on the snow.
There is a car under there.
Riverside Drive.
Yosemite Half Dome?
Ice on the windows, ambulance lights.
Bus shelter.
No plows yet.
Happy that I don't have a car!
White light coming through a gate on to an orange lit snow pile.
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