Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Cold


Yesterday morning: the spookily deserted steps of the northern tip of Sara D. Roosevelt Park, between Christie and Forsyth Streets. The plane trees silver against a blue December.

You know it's cold when there is no one in the picture: not a single coffee drinker, breakfaster, cellphoner, basketball player, homeless person or skate boarder - its usual denizens. I actually stopped, wondering what the hell was weird about the scene, whose plane trees are so familar to me - I cross the street here on the way to work.

But it was just empty.

2 comments:

  1. They all saw the sign for 4 Christmases and bailed, one's hard enough to handle. ;-)

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  2. Yup, that would account for it.

    You'll make it.

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