Photo by myself in Bryant Park, at Sixth Avenue and 41st Street, in Midtown.
Talks of snow Tuesday night were overhyped.
New York woke to a moderate dusting of snow, nothing at all comparable to our last blizzard. Above, one of the end pavilions at the main branch of the New York Public Library.
A few Parks Department workers were shoveling the paths. A handful of people were taking a spin on the ice rink or walking about, snapping pictures. All around was the hush that snow brings.
I'm not sure what kind of trees these are that retain their red blossoms throughout the winter. Whoever planted these trees long ago was a genius. What better way to add some color to a winter landscape?
Related posts: Sledding Outside the San Remo, Going Postal, in Midtown and Six Inches Under, in Central Park.