Central Park forecast: 50 degrees and snowy.

Maybe Katy Perry wasn't singing about relationships, but a winter in the era of climate change. It's hot and its cold. Then hot, then cold. Nicole and I decided to venture out to Central Park to enjoy the graceful snow-covered glory while also enjoying sunny skies and 50 degree weather. 

At the Central Park's edge, only a slight respite from the crowded city streets nearby.

I have to admit it was a amusing to see Manhannites slip sliding their way across the small peaks and valleys while children engaged in slushball fights and Broadway dancers practiced their trade outdoors. Cute, but crowded. And the cell phone yappers! If I wanted to hear other people's cell phone conversations, I'd work for the NSA. No wonder Alec Baldwin went nuts.

To be fair, deeper inside the park, its a different story. It is still an escape from the hustle and bustle from the rest of Manhattan island. Nicole and I have probably just been spoiled by our complete solitude when we hike in the Thain Family Forest.

Not far from the crowds, children play unimpeded while a dancer practices her craft.