As the blizzard started dropping snow on Brooklyn, I put on snow pants and grabbed a camera for a walk to Prospect Park. The battery died one hour in, and I was reminded of one basic tenet of digital photography: always bring a spare if you’re shooting in the cold. 

The lens was my old Sigma 30 f/1.4, a superfast little thing that has the added advantage, in driving snow, of not being a zoom: the lens barrel doesn’t extend, so no snowflakes get sucked in to melt later and do bad things to your camera’s electronic innards. 

Ford Falcon Futura parked near my house. An alliterative shot of red in a very somber palette.

Lonesome umbrella, Eastern Parkway 

Brooklyn Botanical Garden, entrance

Prospect Park 

Now this is how you play football!

Mother and daughter, speaking German.