December 28th, 2010
We thought we’d walk through the blizzard in Central Park. Got as far as the reservoir steps before retreating, whipped by wind, pelted by ice, every last inch of us wet and then freezing. This footage does not do justice to much of the magic of that night–thundersnow: lightning in a snowstorm! actual frozen hair!–but dig those ghostly snow fingers wafting from the rooftops…