First the Oscars, Now the Seasons

And the Winner of Best Current Season Goes to Spring. No Scratch That. To Winter!

By Caitlin Hawke

Is it just me or is this March madness in sync with the zeitgeist? I mean, just when you were getting ready to call it a season, Mother Nature threw you a curve ball, didn't she?  Sort of like Warren Beatty letting us know that "Moonlight" won best picture after we sat through all the "La La Land" acceptance speeches.

Well, pass the mic back to Old Man Winter. He's taking a victory lap for winner of "Current Season."  And it looks like the speech might last 'til Tuesday.

If you think it's bad here, the hand-wringing in DC is at an all-time high over the cherished cherry blossoms that have bounded ahead of schedule. So much so that the Washington Post wrote a piece yesterday about the peril the peduncles are in.  Washingtonians are watching those blooms so closely you'd think they are mating pandas. (Inside DC joke).

Seen today on Broadway: Tulip shoots and snow

But it makes me wonder: am I the only one happy that our friend and neighbor Bob Donohue saw this scene below outside his window this morning?  What I find reassuring is to have this proof, however belatedly, that our planet still knows how to freeze at our latitude.

Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow.

West 105th Street on March 10, 2017

Photo Credit: Bob Donohue