Monday, December 05, 2005Snow on Times SquareI'm sitting tonight in a bar eight floors up over Times Square.It is snowing outside. Over the patrons of the expansive bar area is a mirrored ceiling, which butts up to the huge plate glass windows opening up to the expanse of Times Square signage that is visible from eight floors up. Through the windows, the snow swirls down in that magic way snow swirls, especially to a native Californian. The talk continues around me but the snow promises silence, solitude, depth and peace. I stare at it and then see that the intersection between the mirrorred ceiling and the plate glass, I can see the other people, sitting upside down. Above them, reflected from the streets, the taxis drive, upside down, across the ceiling and off into oblivion. The world is backwards up there, but accurate as well. The snow falls softly down in the window. But in the mirrors above, it floats gently upwards, like champagne bubbles, enveloping the people, the taxis and the life down below in a soft caress. # posted by Katherine Doughtie Nolan @ 9:50 PM  
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