It's fitting, for the first day of Winter, that snow is on the ground. Two feet of sparkly white flowers that came down over the weekend have turned a muddy slush lining the sidewalk and have congregated on the street corners, beyond the boundaries of where building supers are required to shovel.
The slush is impossible to avoid, even with the most careful selection of a route. By the time I reach Overlook, on the way to the train, my feet are already moist. Turning left and looking behind me, towards 187th, I see Tzippy H. in large boots that cover most of the bottom half of her jeans. She is wearing a dark coat and a warm green hat.
On the platform I recognize a girl from synagogue and her mouth suddenly opens agape with surprise. She greets another girl, whom I also recognize, with a big hug. I spot Aliza B. sitting on a bench and say hi. Yonatan K. is also on the platform, as is Adina S.
Adina and I board and ride together. She spends half the ride on her morning prayers and then I give her a full account of the Mt. Sinai panoply fundraiser. We chat some more and I get off at 59th, late to work but ready to start the week.
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