Considering it has been snowing, blizzarding, pouring and/or freezing, this hasn’t been a great time for getting out with a camera. Other than Garry’s one trek into the blizzard for pictures (all credit to Garry for freezing in that bitter wind and actually getting some good pictures, too!), we haven’t been outside. I’ve been taking a few shots here and there inside.
The other thing I’ve been doing is poking around in my 100,000 pictures in folders. Those are a lot of pictures and many of the folders were barely touched by me at the time.
Some, quite literally, I never opened because something else came up and I didn’t remember taking the pictures. Thus this time has been a great time for exploration on my own hard drive.
Some of the pictures are oddballs, though to be fair, I’m not all that sure what an oddball is these days. Some pictures are a little bit odder than others, but there’s more than enough oddness to go around.
I was out there in the wind and weather yesterday. It was cold, much colder than the air usually is during storms.
It was also windy, the tall oak trees blowing like reeds in the storm. These are tall, heavy red oaks, so if one of them falls, it will be awhile before the lights come back on. It was snowing hard and accumulating faster than it was supposed to.
I got some pictures of the roads, driveway, and walks, all covered in snow and ice. The pictures came out better than I expected. My hands were frozen. I could barely feel the shutter release. Five more minutes and I think my hands would have been frozen to the camera.
Marilyn pointed out that there is a reason she wanted weather-proof cameras … and this was it. Everything got wet, but nothing was damaged.
It has been really cold around these parts, though beginning tomorrow, it’s supposed to warm up. So although today is minus something or other, by next Friday it will be a lovely, springlike 50 and the entire world will be a mass of sucking mud.
I haven’t been doing much shooting and Garry’s pictures simply don’t fit into the oddball category. I think he deserves some kind of “frozen fingers” award for actually taking pictures in one of our more brutal patches of winter.
So my oddballs are less odd than local. I’ve been inside. In this weather, people with heart valve replacements and asthma are cordially invited to stay home. Which is where I’ve been. Home.
Toys. What is a toy? Once you are past dolls, toy trucks, and blocks, what is a toy? The television? Kindle? Cell phone? I’m inclined to think that anything we don’t need for work, in or out of the house, is probably a toy.