Central Park in February

I brought my camera on a run again... this time it was sunny, crisp, and beautiful

Guggenheim Museum with a blue sky background.  No matter how cold the winter can get, I always appreciate the sporadic days of mild sunshine to help you remember that spring always follows

Pond at the very North end of Central Park

I'd been running past these ice sculptures for weeks now always meaning to stop and take a picture.  You'd think you were up somewhere up in the woods... not just across the road from 11oth and Adam Clayton Powell Boulevard, Manhattan, New York.  

We've had a lot of snow so far this winter, so there is probably about 20 different layers of ice melted and frozen here.  The ice sort of wrapped around and curled as it froze, as if it were a stiff blanket draped off the corner of a bed