Babcock path
It's a slight dusting of snow—and certainly not enough to cross-country ski on—but as I bid an end to one of the most challenging years of my life, I'd like to see this as a sign of good things to come... eventually. The forecast calls for warmer temperatures and the white will probably be gone by nightfall and the impending ball drop in New York City. Still, there's hope for snowier days ahead and, of course, healed limbs that will be up to the tasks of shoveling, skiing, snowshoeing, keeping us warm, and, it goes without saying, observing the natural world and recording the passage of time.