Jonas

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

The first snowfall of 2016 and I am happy to report that after spending most of my life in New York City, I finally shot the lock off my wallet and invested in a proper pair of snow boots—not rigged up rain boot/construction boot/random leather boot concoctions.

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

To be honest, my sister bought them for me as a Christmas gift (per my request). This was way back in December, by the way, when temperatures were averaging in the balmy 60s and 70s (!), so my lovely boots sat forgotten in their box at the back of my closet.That is, until news of an impending blizzard started making the rounds on the news. There were conflicting reports about the intensity of the storm, but as it came closer, it was clear that it would hit big.

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

By the time Saturday morning rolled around, the wind was howling and it looked like a snow globe outside. And while I have to admit there’s something romantic about being stuck at home with nothing more than reading to catch up on and Netflix to watch while a violent snowstorm rages outside, I knew I needed to get out for my #TodayinNY picture-a-day series.

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

5th Avenue, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

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5th Avenue, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

And even though I love doing it (most of the time) let me tell ya, the shit ain’t easy—rain, sleet, snow, blizzard—the TodayinNY show must go on! Needless to say, I was not looking forward to leaving the comfort of my couch. But the thought of zipping on my new snow boots was also kind of exciting! So I bundled myself up and rallied to get to Central Park for a quick photo shoot.No sooner did I leave the house that I began to regret it. The wind was whipping violently and snow was pelting me in the face. The snow was up to my knees in spots and it felt like walking through quicksand. There weren’t many cars on the road but the few I did see were mostly spinning their wheels and going nowhere.

Central Park, Winter Storm Jonas

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59th Street, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

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The steps leading down to the subway were slippery and covered in snow and it was a wonder I made it to the park without eating it. I emerged from the N train at the corner of 59th Street and 5th Avenue. The plan was to quickly descend the steps of the park to the pond across from the Plaza Hotel and take a quick picture.

The Plaza Hotel, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

This guy looked like he knew what he was doing, sort of © Grace Cavallo

The Plaza Hotel, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

59th Street, New York City, Winter Storm Jonas

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Easier said than done.It was whiteout conditions and the wind gusts practically knocked me over. The wet snow made its way into every crevice and although I had a cover for my camera, it was a struggle keeping the lens dry long enough to get a decent picture.

Waiting patiently © Grace Cavallo

Queens, New York, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

Queens, New York, Winter Storm Jonas

© Grace Cavallo

There were a handful of people milling around, mostly tourists eager to see what the big storm was all about. But I think we all soon realized being outdoors was probably not the brightest decision. So I put it in gear, got my pictures, and hightailed it home.

And even though I risked life and limb for these damn pictures during the second biggest snowstorm in New York history, it was kinda fun. And by the way, my feet were toasty and dry and super happy.

Sasquatch

Sasquatch © Grace Cavallo

Sparrows bathing in the snow

Sparrows bathing in the snow © Grace Cavallo

Spring! At the Brooklyn Botanical Garden

Spring Jackets

Color!

Okay, I know it’s been spring but this is my first post and I thought it fitting to celebrate this time of renewal.

Weeping willow

Weeping willow. Or some shit.

You see, I lost my job recently and although it sucked, I suppose it could have been worse—it could have all gone down during the dead of winter, which seemed to just drag on and on this year. That would have doubly sucked.

Purple flowers

Pretty purpley things.

But no, it’s spring! Flowers and sunshine and unemployment checks—oh my!

Tulips

Tulips galore. Hmm…oddly, that makes a good stage name.

Everything is shiny and new. The air is clean, the sky is blue, and I am diving into this new venture like it’s my job…my new job. Unpaid, but full of promise and fulfillment.

Mother with baby on shoulders

Not me, or my child.

I went to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden three times this season, but really all I wanted to see were the cherry blossoms in bloom. They have rows and rows of them, but off season they just look like sad little naked trees with gnarled branches.

Little girl with dress

I like taking pictures of children. Is that creepy?

The first two times I was too early. The third time I went on a Monday—’cause I can! Plus, the BBG has a map on their website that shows when the cherry blossoms are in bloom, and they were at their peak!

Japanese pond

…and Japanese ponds.

But I think I was more excited at the realization that I could actually do things now like go to a botanical garden on a Monday, or whenever I damn well please, and beat the crowds—eff you crowds!—that I had forgotten that, like most Mondays, museums are closed.

Children playing with bubbles

Okay, in my defense, this place is like romper room. There’s like 12 kids to every flower.

Wha-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Goldfish in pond

Very busy goldfish.

Two days later we had heavy rain and someone told me it had caused all the cherry blossom leaves to fall off. I checked the website and it said: “The cherry trees have finished blooming. Check back in March 2014 for updates.”

Fountain

I love a fountain.

Me, when I found out the BBG was closed.

Me, when I found out the BBG was closed.

I felt like that girl in that awful friggin’ Ray Bradbury story who [spoiler alert] gets locked in the closet on the one day the sun comes out after seven years of rain.

Little boy with flannel jacket

Mini hipster.

Anyway, I love spring and unemployment isn’t half bad…yet. Anyone need some pictures taken of their little kids?

Brooklyn Botanical Garden, 1000 Washington Ave., Brooklyn, NY 11225, 718-623-7200. Open Tue-Fri 8 am – 6 pm, Sat-Sun 10 am – 6 pm. bbb.org

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