Last year I experienced the coldest, snowiest winter since I lived in Poland as a child. I was in western Massachusetts, attending photography school and struggling through four months of bitter cold and piles of dirty snow that towered my 5ft 2in frame.
I grew to hate that parking lot at our apartment more than anything else, it's slick sheet of glistening ice awaiting me with each coming and going. I remember loading up my inadequate little shoulders with that huge camera bag that weighed nearly half of me filled with the $30,000 of camera gear we had entrusted to us. Then I'd grab the two bags of props, be it classic clean-cut wine glasses, rich fabrics, crusty breads with knife & cutting board, or noise-making toys, there was always something else to drudge around. Oh and my books, my lunch, my purse...it was rather overwhelming! But I usually managed to gather it all up in one gallant swoop, and then came the challenging part: the ice! I did my little granny walk, slowly, carefully mapping out each step, at a painfully slow pace. You see, I hate falling, I HATE FALLING! Definitely on my list of most hated things!
I was alone the one time I did fall, and my knee went out of place for a split second, a little injury that to this day gives me some aching in my knee.
With the parking lot conquered, there were the stairs, and a set of 5 doors, or was it 4? I think it was 5. 5 heavy doors that were on tightly wound hinges that shut fast behind you, almost as if to try and push you down the stairs. I hated those doors. Come to think of it, there wasn't much about that apartment that I liked. It had a very large pantry! That was nice.
In the four months of heaping snow, not once did i go and play in it, or photograph it! What a grump! I think I was so irritated by it that I refused to see or partake in any good of it.
Saturday of last week was when it started. Snow. First it was little bits here and there, sometimes sticking, sometimes melting into the warm asphalt. Then the weather made up it's mind, and a constant front of snow has defined the last couple days. This year I embraced it, as best as I could. My previous two posts attest to this! Me, camera, and snow become one. : )
We snatched up my grandma on Sunday who's power went out, and she spent three days and two nights with us. The second day my grandma, mom, and sister Tieren went for a brisk walk through our neighborhood. I shot some photos, you can see them here!
I grew to hate that parking lot at our apartment more than anything else, it's slick sheet of glistening ice awaiting me with each coming and going. I remember loading up my inadequate little shoulders with that huge camera bag that weighed nearly half of me filled with the $30,000 of camera gear we had entrusted to us. Then I'd grab the two bags of props, be it classic clean-cut wine glasses, rich fabrics, crusty breads with knife & cutting board, or noise-making toys, there was always something else to drudge around. Oh and my books, my lunch, my purse...it was rather overwhelming! But I usually managed to gather it all up in one gallant swoop, and then came the challenging part: the ice! I did my little granny walk, slowly, carefully mapping out each step, at a painfully slow pace. You see, I hate falling, I HATE FALLING! Definitely on my list of most hated things!
I was alone the one time I did fall, and my knee went out of place for a split second, a little injury that to this day gives me some aching in my knee.
With the parking lot conquered, there were the stairs, and a set of 5 doors, or was it 4? I think it was 5. 5 heavy doors that were on tightly wound hinges that shut fast behind you, almost as if to try and push you down the stairs. I hated those doors. Come to think of it, there wasn't much about that apartment that I liked. It had a very large pantry! That was nice.
In the four months of heaping snow, not once did i go and play in it, or photograph it! What a grump! I think I was so irritated by it that I refused to see or partake in any good of it.
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Saturday of last week was when it started. Snow. First it was little bits here and there, sometimes sticking, sometimes melting into the warm asphalt. Then the weather made up it's mind, and a constant front of snow has defined the last couple days. This year I embraced it, as best as I could. My previous two posts attest to this! Me, camera, and snow become one. : )
We snatched up my grandma on Sunday who's power went out, and she spent three days and two nights with us. The second day my grandma, mom, and sister Tieren went for a brisk walk through our neighborhood. I shot some photos, you can see them here!
Ruby!
Me, "Mom uncover your mouth."
She's sooooo beautiful!
I don't look too excited do I?
Farley's first snow with me. Later that day my dad coaxed me into making a snow man with him. With care, precision, and heart, we made the cutest, stout little snowman ever, complete with coal eyes and a carrot nose!
Did I mention today is Christmas Eve Eve? Well it is, and the wonder of christmas is close at hand. Tomorrow I work, after which I will be joining my mom and sister for coffee downtown, weather permitting, and wrapping the few gifts I have and baking a fresh caramel apple pie. I can't wait!
Here's wishing you a warm, cozy, white, and wonder-filled Merry Christmas!
Here's wishing you a warm, cozy, white, and wonder-filled Merry Christmas!
2 comments:
that is the most perfect snow man i have ever seen! beautiful! I haven't seen very many but you win!
i too understand the fear of snow..i hate falling as well. i would wake up in the morning and have so much anxiety because it was something foreign to me. driving was out of the question...many nights i would sleep at the blue house to avoid getting snowed in and having to drive in it...and i hated hated hated that parking lot.
merry christmas love! i hope you can make it down to Cali in the next few weeks..or maybe Ashley and I can sneak away and see you or meet in the middle! <3
HEY i'm proud of you for embracing the snow! and granny walks are way attractive, so flaunt it baby. lastly, the pic of the snowman is cool, the scarf makes it really vibrant. LOVE, christen
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