Narnia

All through the night it snowed - every time I looked out of the window, orange street-lit flakes were falling past the window. I laid in bed until about 1300 but finally dragged myself out to walk in Central Park in the snow - something that I'd been hoping to be able to do this holiday. The lakes were frozen... squirrels burrowed into the snow (although one decided to chase me rather than burrow)... fewer joggers today but many nuclear families out and about with 2.4 children sitting on 2.4 sledges.

The park has black-painted old fashioned iron lamp-posts all over the place, and in the snow that rather reminded me of Narnia under the White Witch's rule.

Now, laundry...