The Weather Report

Greetings from the ice pelted streets of New York City! This is what one should not do, when running late, and there is a "winter mix" of ice and snow: believe you can save time by taking the express to Grand Central and walking to the office. I stepped outside and literally almost fell with my legs in the air from the SLIPPERY SIDEWALK.

As we were leaving the apartment, I made BROAD pronouncements to Graham about how lucky we are to be living in the city and not driving in this weather. I remember a terrifying commute to work when I was living in Vermont during a wintery mix, and my windshield was icing over and people were sliding sideways across the roads. This morning, I saw a woman standing waiting for the traffic light to change, and as she shifted her weight slightly she literally GLIDED sideways (luckily AWAY from the street). It was HARD going on foot. Scary, actually. I am a little sore.

I actually really love weather. As Annie Dillard said, "If you came to our house, talking about the weather, you'd be welcome." I moved back East from California because I so missed TEXTURE in my climate. A snowstorm in New York is welcome, even ice, but this all comes hot on the heels for GREAT PLANS I had for better weather. First, I got some new chalk that makes the chalk I got last week look like GIRLYMAN CHALK. Check it out:

In YOUR FACE Staples! I actually didn't know there was something called SIDEWALK chalk. I think this is beefy enough for the rough and tumble asphalt jungle that is New York.

Other adventures, I plan on doing are to find the wild parrots of Brooklyn. I knew about them, but my stepdad Gary sent me the link and now I am DYING to find them.

As it is, with the weather so frightful, I am taking my chalking messages to a different, INSIDE version:

Can you tell where it is?