Like many people, my parents on the east coast were hit by a recent winter storm. It wasn’t long before I started getting photos of cars buried in snow and stories bemoaning how cold it was. Well, since I moved to San Diego, I can’t say that I often miss shoveling snow, cold fingers, or falling on icy patches. I do however miss some of the great photo opportunities that come with a really good snow. I definitely need to get back to Pennsylvania, if only for a week.
Since I’m not back east, here are a few old (actually taken on film, yes film) old scans.
I realize that there isn’t much going on in the leaf photo, but it reminds me of how bleak winter can be and its transition from fall.