Tuesday, October 7, 2008
those cold toes
This was taken after a blizzard. We lived in Brooklyn and my father bundled me up and took me for a sleigh ride along Shore Parkway. I can recall how cold my toes got in the snow and soon after we moved to another apartment, not so close to the cold ocean. I liked our new home because I could still hear the sound of the fog horns as the ships pulled out to sea.