We spent most of the weekend in the park hurling ourselves down a little icy mound on sleds with half of Brooklyn. And also following wandering Anna up hills in the park "woods." She'd climb and dig and lick snow off of stuff and then sit really still for a long time. She never sits that still. The snow zone.

Threeish inches really isn't much but it changes everything. It's been winter here now even though it wasn't today. A mist came and slushed everything up. Now there are just a few little chunks in the gutters. Smells like spring.