The Icetree Cometh in Brooklyn

State Street in snow

Again — again — it’s snowing outside. Not any kind of heavy weather, but isn’t it enuffawreddy? I know all about “comes in like a lion.” We’ve had the lions. Time to get over it.

An Open Letter to Winter

Dear Winter,

You had your shot in December and January. It’s not my problem if you weren’t ready. You blew it then, and this is no time to take it out on us. Now please knock it off.



About Linus

The man behind the curtain. But couldn't we get a nicer curtain?
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