The sight of snowflakes accumulating is an elbow in my side, nudging me to grab my cameras and head to Eisenhower Park. My lens leads me to the usual suspects, Veterans Memorial and its monuments, and the neighboring lake on ice. I search also for areas that the snow renders unexpectedly photogenic. The other allure of the frosty green is its offer of peace. When chilly white blankets descend on Long Island, the park is coated with an inviting tranquility and solitude, punctuated occasionally by cheerful children sledding in the distance. I snapped these photos during three separate days in the park, once in the midst of a storm; the others after the snowfall had settled and peace reigned.
