New York City’s love-hate relationship with snow is, if you will, deep, and it was on display on Saturday in Prospect Park in Brooklyn.

Keith Fraase, 35, who was playing with his 4-year-old daughter in the dry grass, said she had received her first sled last year and was still holding out hope for snow.

“She was sitting in the paved area behind our apartment practicing sledding, waiting,” Mr. Fraase said. “We were saying, ‘It is going to happen. It is going to happen.’ It never happened.”

The lack of snow was on Ella Smith’s mind as she walked with her parents, who reminisced about putting on snowshoes and headlamps to explore the woods of Prospect Park at night after a snowstorm.

“I miss it,” said Ella, 13, who studies climate change in school and recently did a project on the forest fires in Australia. “It is kind of sad.”

Walking nearby with a friend, Elijah Muhammad, 19, said he missed the sense of community that comes when snow piles up outside the six-building complex where he lives in Harlem.