Today's Hideous Commute, in Black and White and Slush
|Coming home during the afternoon commute proved less of a problem for the subway ride.|
Negotiating the curbside, however, was the challenge. The depth of the melting snow was hard to fathom.
|Walking through the winter landscape involves under-used muscle groups.|
|To the person on 207th Street who improvised this footbridge, I am so grateful.|
When I arrived home, exhausted from today's slush dances, the apartment elevator was out of service.
But at least I was home.