Snowy Tug and Barge

Last week I woke up, opened my curtains, and saw big fat snowflakes coming down. Through the fog and the mist, a tug dragged a barge through the mid-March winter.

Strangely, it wasn't snowing anywhere else on Manhattan that day. No snow at Rockefeller Center where my boyfriend's office looks out over the ice skating rink. No snow at Battery Park or over Brooklyn. Just a little hour long flurry at the top of the island. And one lonely tug towing his barge by a long lead.