My walk along Kearny Marsh on Friday morning was gorgeous: Because there was snow, I had to walk in it, take pictures of it.
A Wonderland, a hushed world blanketed by snow, every branch covered, the marsh grasses covered, now and then a phragmites frond would snap upright when the weight of snow that bended it fell off.
The trail already altered by Hurricane Sandy was completely obscured; the only footprints were those of a cat. I ducked under the branches not to disturb the snow. It was so incredibly beautiful, the trail a snow palace.