On the cusp of spring, with melting snows and muddy puddles, Riverside Park wears a new costume. In black and white, the scenes have melancholia and nostalgia for the winter that was. Yet the swirling waters from the melting ice presage the energy of spring. Benches are still bare as passersby wait for clearer paths to trod. A branch marooned on a slip of ice struggles to stay afloat. New beginnings, new ways to view the world.