In New York's wintertime, Saturdays are more increasingly spent indoors and a certain mellow sound encompasses the afternoon. Evening is too quick in its approach, but then again, "the city that never sleeps" is not frightened by January's abrupt darkness.

So as I sip my coffee and read, taking in the stillness (all but forgotten during the week), I play my music of this particular season.

And once winter's fickle sun has set, with dinner done...

New York wakes up for all its fun.

Enjoy the sounds of a lazy afternoon.