New York, NY, USA
While everyone else is complaining, I’m really loving the cold, snow and general winteriness of New York City this year. Sure, there was the day I fell twice within a block of my house on invisible ice, and the day that there were Great Lake-sized slush puddles on every other street corner in Manhattan. There was the day I thought my face would be sliced into ribbons by the sharp sleet on the whipping wind.
But I love it, and I’m completely unrepentant. Take, for example, the day that Maria Hernandez Park glowed golden on my evening commute home:
Or the day the city sparkled above the Jackie Onassis Reservoir in the icy wind of sunset:
And the day the All Souls Memorial Garden turned into a fairy grotto in the heavy snowflakes:
My glee hasn’t diminished yet for the snow, but my coworkers have told me I’m no longer allowed to wear my snowflake earrings, because they’re too effective at invoking further snow!