Gazing out of the frosty window, the world seems to be draped in a blanket of silence. Snowflakes have settled upon the branches like delicate lace, each one a tiny artist sculpting the city anew. The buildings across the way, with their sturdy brick facades, stand resolute against the winter’s embrace, their windows like eyes keeping watch over the serene corner of Bank Street and Waverly Place.
February 2024
