WWJD on a snowy morning
I always appreciate being able to walk to work, but there are some days I appreciate it more than others. Such days include when I hear about heavy traffic jams (and I think, god I am glad I don't have to deal with that) or days when the walk in is as effective as any cup of coffee at shaking of the vestiges of sleep, or especially those days when the weather is something to be experienced. I know a lot of people who hate the occasional snowfall we get in the city. A common thread in many of those conversations seems to be a dislike rooted in having to drive in snow. I can empathize with that. Then again, the solution I have hit upon is pretty simple and flips that script: don't drive in it, walk in it. There are few better commutes I experience in any given year than the rare days I get to walk to work in the snow. The crunch, crunch, crunch of it under my boots is sublime. I love the mini-challenge of navigating the gradual slope of a street when it is covered in ice. The biting wind and chill air on my face. I even kind of enjoy the fogging of glasses that hound me the entire time. The city sounds different on those days too. Yeah, some streets are quieter than usual, with the cold weather keeping people indoors. Then again, some streets are much louder with buses sheathed in snowchains and cars with studded tires all scraping and crunching by.
I guess at the heart of all this is a simple fact. If you look for things to hate, dislike, be annoyed or frustrated by, to grumble about or bemoan, well you will find those everywhere and anywhere. Then again, if you look for the facets to enjoy, wonder at, be amused and entertained by, engage with or just smile at, well those too can be found anywhere and everywhere.
Hasselblad 500C
Kodak Portra 400
WWJD on a snowy morning
I always appreciate being able to walk to work, but there are some days I appreciate it more than others. Such days include when I hear about heavy traffic jams (and I think, god I am glad I don't have to deal with that) or days when the walk in is as effective as any cup of coffee at shaking of the vestiges of sleep, or especially those days when the weather is something to be experienced. I know a lot of people who hate the occasional snowfall we get in the city. A common thread in many of those conversations seems to be a dislike rooted in having to drive in snow. I can empathize with that. Then again, the solution I have hit upon is pretty simple and flips that script: don't drive in it, walk in it. There are few better commutes I experience in any given year than the rare days I get to walk to work in the snow. The crunch, crunch, crunch of it under my boots is sublime. I love the mini-challenge of navigating the gradual slope of a street when it is covered in ice. The biting wind and chill air on my face. I even kind of enjoy the fogging of glasses that hound me the entire time. The city sounds different on those days too. Yeah, some streets are quieter than usual, with the cold weather keeping people indoors. Then again, some streets are much louder with buses sheathed in snowchains and cars with studded tires all scraping and crunching by.
I guess at the heart of all this is a simple fact. If you look for things to hate, dislike, be annoyed or frustrated by, to grumble about or bemoan, well you will find those everywhere and anywhere. Then again, if you look for the facets to enjoy, wonder at, be amused and entertained by, engage with or just smile at, well those too can be found anywhere and everywhere.
Hasselblad 500C
Kodak Portra 400