I slept in (what a treat), and then went for a walk in Riverside Park.
It was a crisp morning (hovering just above zero), but that was fine, since I was dressed for the weather.
It was a quiet morning. one dog walker, a person jogging with a baby in a stroller, two women doing a power walk, and a few random stragglers (such as myself).
The clouds were low in the sky, with only portions of this hills visible.
The river was beautiful at each turn of the bend.
I love its reflective capacity.
It is so easy to imagine another parallel world beneath the water.
I also love how the colours of winter kind of creep into my heart.
There is not the vibrancy of spring or summer, but there is much beauty in the palette of grey and brown.