Posts Tagged ‘snow’

The Catastrophe and The Calm

December 28, 2010

Remember when it began snowing and I thought it was just lovely? What an asshole, I was.

I thought it was so lovely out, that I even took a stroll out to Shake Shack and received some ice cream with my burger.

I looked down at my hands to see that the lack of blood rushing to them, had turned my fingers into a nice shade of violet. Then I saw lightening and realized it was probably serious enough to get back inside.

Now, the distance between my train stop and my front door, usually consists of a 5 minute walk.

Getting of the train in the middle of a really intense blizzard was a different story. Opening my eyes left me too venerable to letting hail, snow, and wind blind me. after having my face cut open by the weather conditions, I figured out the only way to walk home safely. Backwards. I walked down an abandoned street, backwards, in 30 mph wind. It took me a half an hour to get home.

Then I proceeded to go a bit stir crazy, in my house.

When The sun emerged, its was calm enough to go out and take a look at the aftermath. I always thought I was an anti-snow kind of girl, but I love the way it looks outside! So surreal.


Its Snowing!

December 26, 2010

A Cold and Positive Outlook

November 21, 2010

A few years back, I jumped the gun on what was considered “warm weather” and went to Coney Island to take some photos. There was still mounds of snow holding scummy water puddles in its center and it was NOT warm. My cotton sweater and long sleeved shirt didn’t really keep me from catching a slight cold, later that week. While I shuffled along the boardwalk, teeth chattering, I noticed a swarm of seagulls fluttering from the floor to the air and back again. In the center of this pit of feathers, I noticed a man who had wheeled a shopping cart right into the snowy sand and up to the water, to feed them. This man was engulfed in birds and weather appropriate clothing.

He embraced the season for what it was, and didn’t let him effect what he wanted to do.

I’m trying to find the positive in the things that I usually dread. Snow is defiantly high up on that list.¬†Looking back on this photo, I’ve decided that I’m looking forward to snow. So instead of cursing under my breath as a trek through the wetness, I’m excited to make warm foods (this mushroom soup will be first on that list) and listen to Mose Allison

Swimming in Snow (71/365)

February 10, 2010

Today, Charlie was up to her eyeballs in snow. She would walk right into what looked like solid snow, and as soon as she trusted it to hold her weight, her entire body would sink into it until all you could see was this little black dot of a nose poking out of the snow. I would pull her out and she just licked my face with her frosty tongue.

Reason #43 of why dogs are better than babies: If you were to put a baby in 2 feet of snow it would probably cry or die of hypothermia, either way people would make a big stink out of it and inevitably ruin the fun.

half alive(59/365)

January 29, 2010