Salutations, empty void! I recently started shooting film again - this time on my newer Canon EOS Rebel S II. It’s a bit of a spendy hobby - especially as a novice when you aren’t sure if you’re going to end up paying $12+ for overly-grainy photos. You literally pay the price for practice. However, it is fun to recover memories and have mini celebrations for the ones that end up turning out nicely. The two snow scenes featured below were the most recent ones taken (approx. two weeks ago during our failed snow-pocalypse). My family’s yard and my childhood oasis, blanketed in snow. I believe I took the middle photo (yeah…the dark, overly-grainy one with the roses) during summer on my walk through Esther Short Park. But I kind of like the way the three photos look together. Serene, lonely, and a bit spooky.
Additionally, I’d like to make a PSA that Punxsutawney Phil is a habitual liar because spring doesn’t even get here until April. I dream of living in a place where winters look like how winters should look (um, hello! Blizzards and casually ice skating on frozen bodies of water like in MN!). But right here, right now, it is damp and very chilly. It’s not ideal, but I’d take it any day over 80 and sunny (I’m looking at you, weirdo Southern states). I threw together a little playlist of songs that reflect the winter scene of my DREAMS…sort of like in the photos featured above - feeling like a little snowflake yourself drifting through the world - among others but ultimately alone on your own little journey or path or walk to work or whatever. I listen to these songs when I float down the sidewalk to my 8-5. I love the cold, and I love solitude - but this season can be rough. These tunes keep my company until the Earth comes back to life.