More snow, more snow photos


It looked like this, all day.

When all of my friends are on social media talking about “Friyay,” or when I hear someone say, “Thank God it’s Friday,” well, sometimes I grumble. Ya see, your Friday means nothing to me because I don’t have Fridays off. I don’t have Saturdays and Sundays off either. Your weekend is just part of my work week.

My weekend: Wednesday and Thursday.

This week, Wednesday and Thursday just happened to be full of snow. It started snowing Wednesday afternoon and the last time I looked out the window Thursday at around 5 p.m., it was still snowing.

Some weekend.

I beat the snow Wednesday and got out of the house for a 4-mile jog and to run a few errands. When I woke up Thursday, the ground was covered in snow and I sat in my bed most of the day watching TV (season 2 of Jessica Jones was released on Netflix today, so I had to jump into that) and feeling like a slug.


The view in front of my apartment.

Finally, I started to get cabin fever and had to do something. I wasn’t planning to run today because I’m not quite ready to run three days in a row, so I bundled up, grabbed my camera and went for a walk around the neighborhood.

That’s right, I took more photos of the snow.

And as much as I dislike the white stuff, I had a pretty fun time today. I shot a bunch of the usual scenes — the streets and the buildings — but I also ventured into the woods for a few shots. It wasn’t easy trying to keep my lens dry, with snow falling at a pretty good clip, I need to figure out what to do about that. I got a few decent shots, both with my DSLR and my iPhone.

Some day, I’ll take pictures of something other than the snow. Anyway, here are a few more of today’s images.


So much snow


The neighborhood I live in looks amazing in the winter.

I’m no fan of winter. Anyone who knows me, has heard me bitch about my distaste for cold weather and my extreme dislike of snow. I really have no use for it. It is cold and wet. It makes driving dangerous. It makes running, heck even walking, an injury waiting to happen. It steals my parking space. It just sucks.

I don’t ski. I know snowboard. I don’t own a snowmobile and I don’t own snowshoes.

But it sure is pretty.

This winter, as I try to develop my creativity and explore photography, my favorite thing to shoot has been the snow. My neighborhood looks especially pretty after a few inches of snow. Tree branches are weighed down and covered in white. The streets lose their gray, dreary color and and beam as the sun reflects off the bright white snow. Even the cars, covered in snow and plowed in are a sight to behold, as long as it isn’t my car.

Today was no different.

When I left work last night, it was spitting snow. By the time I turned off the kitchen light to go to bed, the driveway was covered in an inch or so of snow. When I woke up, the world — well, my neighborhood at least, was white.

I’ve tried to make a habit of having my camera with me when I leave the house, though I have not been using as much as I should. I feel very awkward taking picture in public around people I don’t know, and I’m determined to break out of my comfort zone, and stop giving a shit. So when I left the house today, after cleaning 6-inches of snow off my car, I pulled my camera out of my backpack because I planned to stop a few times on my drive to the gym to make a few photos.

The pictures are not very good, but it really did look spectacular.

Here’s a few of the pictures.


Everything is white.


Trees coated in snow.


Terrible composition of a majestic tree covered in snow.


iPhone photo: The snow had melted by the time I returned home.


Also an iPhone photo: The puddles and reflections on my street are pretty rad.