Very cold and very adventurous day here in Brooklyn. We first went to the Peninsula Meadow in Prospect Park and met up with our friend Lucy:
Lucy wears the bell because she quite often runs off. She’s done fun things like cross the ice on the lake. Lucy was barking at me a lot today, probably because I had on my fur hat. My brother got it for me from Russia, where he lives, and it’s so warm I can only wear it in the most extreme weather. Which means I’ve worn it twice since Christmas.
Then, after Lucy and her sister Zoe and their dad, Jon (who is Junebug’s favorite human being next to me — whenever she hears Lucy’s bell, she makes a beeline for it, because she knows Jon will be nearby) left the park, we went walking along the Lullwater
where we saw some swans.
It was cold enough that they were all tucked in. I didn’t get a shot of the two near-grown cygnets, but they still, about 10 months after hatching, have some brown spots in their feathers.
New cygnets should be hatching in a few months. I haven’t seen the nest yet (or rather, haven’t seen the parents sitting on a nest yet), so I’m not sure where they’ll be showing up. I hope to do some cygnet blogging when they hatch.
Snow gone already?
Still winter here in the Wasatch. @#!!$% cabin fever.
We had 26.5 inches of snow last Sunday, a record here (we tend not to get that much, since we’re on the water and all); it was slushy and awful Monday, enough to affect public transport, then by Wednesday it was in the 60s and the snow was gone. Today, it was zero.
What Mark Twain said about New England weather certainly applies to New York City weather — don’t like it? Wait five minutes, it’ll change.
They say that about here, too. It’s a very common phrase uttered from the lips of people who have lived here all, if not all, their lives.
Your brother lives in Russia, Zuzu? Wow. What does he do there? I think it would be hard for an American to adjust to Russia. Both the weather and the Russian dialect would be difficult to deal with (for me, anyway).
He works at the US Embassy and teaches English on the side. He studied Russian for a number of years, but it is a notoriously difficult language to master. He’s having a blast, though, despite the cold — and he’d been living in L.A. prior to moving there.