The weather has really dropped since Friday night. Each night the lows are in the upper 20s (0 C) or so. Way to cold for my born and raised in Miami blood. I know I really shouldn’t complain because of how many people out there in the world are suffering from truly frigid temperatures. But, then again, for me, its bloody cold out.
The wind howls at night and on Friday night the rain quickly turned to snow. I checked outside my window before I drifted off into dreamland that night and the snow had ceased falling. I was disappointed. I was looking forward to getting some pictures in my neighborhood of the freshly fallen snow. I called it a night, recited the Shema, and went to sleep.
I awoke late in the morning trying to keep warm. I opened up the curtain to be shocked to see snow atop my neighbors roof. There wasn’t much left, but enough for me to bundle up and stroll around the neighborhood looking for some patches of snow.
It again was bloody cold out. Most of the snow that had made it till the morning were those patches that were in the shade. I was on a quest to find crystals, ice crystals that is.
The ice in Tokyo is usually so fleeting. It is here for a day or two at the most then it melts into our memories. I do enjoy the snow, even though I do not want to see it that often. Just enough for the snow to maintain its captivating mysterious nature over me.