Central Park East - 6:55am
Good morning, good morning. This morning was one of those rare mornings when you just can't wipe the grin off your face. It brought me back to those childhood games you play during winter snow-days with all the neighborhood kids. You know, one of those games where you all get together after a big, snow-day type breakfast, and you play some sort of imaginary game where you hide, and seek, and the game sometimes takes on a bit of magic because you're still little.
Well, to be sure, this morning wasn't perfect. Sofie didn't want to get up - I had to drag her out of her crate. She is very sleepy some mornings and desperately needs her rest. Oddly, I sort of sprang up the minute my alarm went off - I suppose I slept well last night. It was sort of misting a little, but not enough for it to be bothersome. To the contrary, the misting created this effect where the sky felt a little lower. The buildings surrounding the park were very much blocked out from view because of this. The top image is what I saw when I first entered the park this morning - soft snow, and very, very quiet. The snow was packed because of all the sledders this weekend so it was easy to walk on. Snow also lightens up the area in sort an eerie way when it's early in the morning. This coupled with the fact that you couldn't really see the buildings and that absolutely NO ONE was out (I mean no one - I didn't see one person until I got to the backside of my walk) made it feel a bit magical. It wasn't very cold, nor was it windy. Sofie's joy and rambunctiousness from romping in the snow was contagious.
Because of all this, I felt very much like I was in that early scene in The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I'm sure you know this part of the book but it's when the littlest girl pushes her way through the all the fur coats in the wardrobe and finds, to her amazement, that the wardrobe is magic and just keeps. on. going. She falls out at the end into the soft glow of one lamppost. It's completely quiet, because of all the snow, and she's surrounded by evergreens. This is when she meets the faun named Mr. Tumnus, who takes her to his cave to speak secretly and have tea and treacle. The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe epitomizes childhood. It epitomizes those snow-days when you don't have to go to school, and you're out in your back yard - in our case we would be out back in the field. You carve tunnels into the snow and make believe that you're in some different wintry world with talking animals and perhaps dark forces that you must evade and destroy. It's such an unexpected treat to have a morning that brings you back to those days.
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