Entombed

It's nice to not own a car around this time of year in New York. When I walk down my block on the way to and from work, I feel like I'm walking by victims of Dante's Car Inferno ... except, well, colder. The cars parked on the street are entombed in all variety of snow and ice, and most of their owners seem resigned to leaving it that way.

I didn't take a lot of shots today, but here's an alternate in the same vein.

Of potential interest, today's blip against a white background.