Potholes Manifest from Winter Freezes
It’s reported that the city has hundreds of thousands of potholes a year; a monumental annual rite of repair.
Admire the Bones of our Great Trees
Linger before the skeletons of slight zelkovas and mighty oaks. Marvel at the wooden menagerie stretching above our streets and parks.
Winds Like Knives Slice Through the Intersections
The city is a tapestry of snarled wind patterns.
Steam Rises from the Ground in Phantasmagoric Clouds
In this second edition, we consider the spectral weather emanating from the winter streets.
The Solstice Arrives and Shadows Lengthen into the Darkest Days
Look down and watch your shadow stretch to its longest height.
