Snow Day

Last week New York was supposed to get a "blizzard of historical proportions", but we actually ended up with about 7 inches of snow. Despite the blizzard being a complete bust, we still got the day off work and having an adult snow day was everything I dreamed it could be.

The subway was up and running by about 10 am, and so was I—I headed to Brooklyn to check out the winter delights in Prospect Park (with a stop to get second breakfast at a bagel shop near the park). I don't know Prospect Park as well as Central Park, but I always love the time I spend there. It's a bit more wild and less crowded than Central Park, although on Tuesday it was full of fellow snow-dayers, making the most of the meager snowfall, sledding, snowboarding and cross-country skiing.

We walked around the park for a while, hitting all of the highlights—the lake, the lookout points, the beautiful bridges—and I even got to check up on the swans, which (despite my fear of birds) are my favorite part of Prospect Park.

We haven't gotten nearly as much snow this year as we had last year and I'm hoping for at least a few more good storms before winter is over. I'm not greedy enough to expect another snow day—I've been told that they're very rare in the city—but that won't keep me from hoping for more perfect winter days like this one.