The sticky stuff ...

Walking through the snow in Riverside Park. 2:00 PM. Photo: JH.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014. It snowed all day yesterday in New York, from early early morning until very late afternoon. It was totally unexpected for me. I don’t know how I missed the forecast, weather-obsesser that I am. The night before when I took the dogs out, there was a light rain. The doorman told me when we came in that snow was expected.

It didn’t seem like it was cold enough for snow. But it was. It was one of those beautiful snowfalls where the white stuff coated the branches of the trees, making these complex and delicate lacey webs.

I went to lunch in Carnegie Hill, at Paola’s on Madison and 92nd. There was no traffic at all. The avenues were almost clear as well. Evidently many people who comes into Manhattan to work – from the other boroughs, as well as Connecticut and New Jersey – didn’t. Flights were canceled and not a few Super Bowl fans from out of town got another day and night in New York.

I took this yesterday mid-afternoon. It was still snowing but the roads were already getting dirty and slushy. But I love that large tree by the green scaffolding as it looks more like mist than snow. This is my favorite tree on the avenue. In the Springtime when the buds appear it looks like a magnificent pointillist painting.

This was coming home from lunch, still snowing -- Carl Schurz Park -- the Mayor's house is just a couple hundred yards to the left in this park. Again, the extraordinary artistry of Mother Nature.

One of my terrace views as you may recall. They look like they're covered in silver or a white gold.

And this beauty, fully made up for her winter storm appearance, elegant and smart.

Here we are again looking at the fave. The pointillist tree looks like it's powdered to a cloud.

East 92nd Street looking east to Park Avenue. Many of the side streets in the 70s, 80s, and 90s have these extraordinary tunnels of lacey webs. This was taken at about 2:45 PM.

Park Avenue at 92nd Street looking South.

88th and Park looking East (I took this from a cab).

The island at 86th and Park, looking south.

Although this is New York, and people still get out on the town. Last night I went down to the Pierre where the Drama League was holding its annual gala and honoring Neil Patrick Harris who clearly is beloved by many of his colleagues and many in his audience. But more about that tomorrow.

After the snow stopped, it got a little colder – but not too ... cold enough to keep the branches still webbed in white. JH, on the Upper West Side, couldn’t resist going for some snow pictures, so here they are ...