Photo by myself on Bleeker Street, outside the Biography Book Shop, an adorable book store in the village.
A woman browsed despite the cold, while her little dog stood guard.
As typical with December, there is a definite chill in the air. It's in the mid-40s when I leave the house in the mornings, and drops below freezing at night.
Mark has been asking me every other week about how long we'll continue living in New York.
I think the weather wears on you, the older you get. New Yorkers especially are a hardy bunch, walking everywhere and often toting bags of stuff. We are buffeted by winds, rain and snow, just to get to the office each day. And then there's the grocery store, the pet store, post office and all else.
Right now we're getting by but it's not even really cold yet. All I can do is think about February and shiver!
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