really shouldn’t have complained so much about the scaffolding. What with all the cold windy days it has provided more than meager protection from the elements. And there were two gentle snowfalls this week, so sweetly dusting the city. Every streetcorner is covered in crystal shards of ice and salt.

Here I am, lapsing into my family predilection for discussing the weather. That is mostly because my mind slips to little else, after a busy day of school. Trapped on the upper west side in my books.

At least they are good books.