Todd Terwilliger

I woke up this morning during a pause in this morning’s snow flurries. Personally, I think it was more than a flurry. More than a flurry but just short of a blizzard. Does the National Weather Service classify snow storms like hurricanes? Could I dub this March Flurry Winston, possibly upgrading to Blizzard Regina as it hurtles down the coast? Category 2! Category 2! Somebody call the borough president, it’s a category 2! Damn it, where’s the army? Where’s Jack Bauer? No matter. It was here and I had to deal with it. By deal I mean take a few pictures as I slog through it on my way to work.

As it was only briskly cold, as opposed to mind-numbingly cold, I took my camera and took it for a walk through Fort Greene Park.

I remember where I was when I saw it. It may be vitally important to remember these details- the last moments of the before now that I’ve been plunged into the after. What I have seen cannot be unseen.