Last night's snow fall gave one New Yorker a new medium for his message. Some time during Bush's address, someone traced peace signs on each and every snow-covered car on our street, large ones for SUVs, small ones for compact cars, extras on the windows of vans and trucks. It was cold, quiet, and on the walk home from the train station at midnight, the images said everything.

More quiet here today, as husband-man finds new ways to express himself...

So studious. So sweet.