Archive for January 2016

My Dog the Yeti: Effects of the Blizzard

January 23, 2016

After our morning blizzard walk, the dog and I hit the streets again mid-afternoon, shortly before NYC’s travel ban went into effect.

Upper Broadway was quiet.IMG_2380.JPG

On 108th Street, a flock of sparrows fluttered between bare branches and the shelter of a building’s decorative shrubbery.IMG_2383.jpg

Many more people were now in Riverside Park to sled on the fine slopes.IMG_2393.JPG

And yet the park had a ghostly look.IMG_2400.JPG

The dog contemplated the blizzard.IMG_2397.jpg

And I contemplated the dog, wondering what he sees.IMG_2404.JPG

A well-camouflaged squirrel munched on an unidentifable object.IMG_2410.JPG

Dark-eyed Juncos ventured out in search of food. IMG_2409.JPG

Heading home, the streets were empty.IMG_2412.jpg

Inside our building, I discovered the dog had transformed into a yeti.IMG_2421.JPG

And if not a yeti, then what? I ask you. What is this creature? What?IMG_2413.jpg

Slowly, the dog returned to his canine form. IMG_2416.jpg

Fully dog again and dry, the beast slept off the transformation.IMG_2376.JPG

The Blizzard and the Dog Walk

January 23, 2016

The dog must out.

Neither snow nor rain nor sleet nor gloom of night stays the dog and his walker from their appointed rounds.

We went out this morning around 8:30.

Riverside Drive is empty.image1.JPG

Inside the park, we spot a handful of sledders.image3.JPG

Deep inside my beautiful retaining wall, the raccoons are nestled all snug in their beds.image4.JPG

The windblown dog is happy in the park (though he may not look it here).image2.JPG

But where is everyone?
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Back at home, snow, snow and snow.
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