I don’t remember a winter like this one. Since December, Brooklyn has been blasted by one storm after another. Sure, there have been colder years, deeper snowfalls, more frigid winds.
But during this long, long, loooooong winter, we’ve been hit by a rapid succession of snow and ice storms that have piled more than 50 inches of snow on the city. The crews barely finish clearing away the results of one storm before they must begin working on the next. Pedestrians struggle to cross intersections filled with icy, murky grey puddles and to maneuver around the mountains of plowed-up, blackish snow.
The latest storm dumped about 20 inches of snow on the city, led to the second school closing day of the year, and inspired me to go out and capture a few moments when downtown and Brownstone Brooklyn were being coated with white.