The day after the snow storm last week I got a text from Nicole saying I needed to jump in a cab and head to Central Park straight away – it was too beautiful to miss. Having just woken up under my cosy duvet it felt nearly impossible that anything would be pretty enough to make it worthwhile facing the cold and catching a cab to go uptown. But after receiving a very convincing photo I was dressed in three seconds and ready to go!
After I took my first few steps into the park I literally gasped. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything so romantic or so beautiful in my life. Every single inch of the park was covered in freshly fallen snow and if I’d ever use the cliché “winter wonderland” it would be for this. These photographs don’t make this experience justice at all but I hope you get an idea anyway. While walking through the park it felt like I was in a little fairy tale and every time I stumbled upon a picture perfect moment and thought it couldn’t get any better than that, it did.
I’m so incredibly happy that I’ve gotten the chance to see New York, and Central Park, during all the different seasons now. Spring, summer, fall and winter. It always looks utterly beautiful of course but I might have to say that winter was something truly special.