It doesn’t sound very extreme, but throughout the morning and half this afternoon, my area of northern New Jersey was in the grip of a gray drizzle. Gradually, almost imperceptibly, the droplets from the sky ceased, and I waited impatiently for the sun.
When the sky opened at last, I made a break for it. My
restless spirit took me on a 20-minute drive to Pascack Brook County Park.
As I neared the entrance to the 79-acre park, the combination of the sun and
the snow left on the ground produced a white curtain of light rising from the
still-icebound pond.
Had the sun come out earlier, I’m sure throngs would
have lined the path encircling the pond. Still, I didn’t mind. The few walkers
who did turn out made me smile, consisting as they were of parents with very
young kids and dog owners with very small pooches. (I mean, small enough
to deposit in a handbag, had they wanted.)
Puddles were as deep as they were widespread, but no
matter: It was worth it to bolt out the door, take a drive, and come away with
this photographic memory of how I seized the day.
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