Posts Tagged ‘snow’
Kicking Around Brooklyn in the Snow
I’ve been beating myself up lately for neglecting this blog… sigh… the reality is I’ve been doing so much travel and making so many pictures, I’ve really not had the time to develop or share them. Just got back from the US on Saturday. There’s over a thousand photos to process…
Let’s start with a Fabulous Snowy Day in Williamsburg! We rented an Air BnB apartment on Berry St and waited for the world to happen. The World did not disappoint!!!
It’s kind of sad that the smokers are really the only ones out there savouring the moment. Everyone else was in a rush to get somewhere out of it.
Looking down the street.
And up the street!
And just not going to be going anywhere, really… Better get back inside where it’s warm. (And I mean warm! Why are all New York apartments so bloody hot???)
I just love Williamsburg 🙂
Snow!!!
We’ve been coming down at the start of winter every year since 2008 – and finally, finally – we have snow!!! Gorgeous, beautiful, wonderful snow! Snow makes me happy!
Shivering, naked & in a very bad temper
When I was a child, the trees in winter looked so innocent and naked, out there standing in the cold and snow. I thought they must waiting for spring to come, to dress them up again.
These days, I’m not so sure… they remind me more of shaven old arthritic cats, quivering and shivering, claws extended and in a very bad temper. Especially when their branches are snow-laden. Somehow I just can’t seem to capture this in a photo, though not for lack of trying. I have hundreds, possibly thousands of tortured trees in winter and all they see to capture is the random nature of deciduous tree growth. Am I reading too much into them? Or will I ever manage it?
Home Sweet Dorloo Home
Some memories grow sweeter, some sadder, some softer or sentimental.
Some just get stranger.
Onset of Winter
I hear the jubilation from the northern hemisphere as they celibrate the return of the sun and long days and the colours and warmth of spring.
But here in the world down under it is a very different story. The days grow short. The sun grows scarce. The rains will come and for those further south, the snows…
