Last week, snow blanketed the gardens of Saint John the Divine …
Today much is revealed.
All over the city, for better and for worse, things buried are coming to light.
Take a look at the bike buried beneath snow in front of my building.
Turns out it’s more than a bike. It’s at least a bike and a half. Who knew?
These are benign examples. In truth, once things start emerging from their hiding places, there’s no telling what may come to light.
Be careful out there.
