26 Wednesday Nov 2014
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They weren’t kidding when they warned of a snowstorm!
Jack was in the car with me as I snapped the pictures blindly while going 15 miles an hour. I was watching the road and not at what I was shooting, so I was surprised that they came out so well. A spontaneous photo shoot if you will. I am very glad to be back home all cosy and warm.
30 Sunday Dec 2012
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It finally stopped snowing this morning and I estimate that we got at least 6 inches of snow but with the insane wind, the snowdrifts are quite high. I only took Jack for his walk once today because the cold and the wind made it practically unbearable. We did our mile loop and the wind was so bad that I started jogging back to the house with Jack and I never run; I had to stop because my knees started going so I dropped back down to my habitual brisk walk, but that wind was relentless, howling and jabbing my exposed skin with snow pins. I don’t think that Jack minded; he was miserable as well.
I took some pictures of our winter wonderland, I took them at 5:30 so it was dark but I am hoping that the lights twinkling in the windows and on the hedges will show up despite the darkness.
21 Saturday Jan 2012
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I think that everyone would agree that snowfall is beautiful in the country, be it on the plains, the coast or the mountains. I really love when snowfall begins at night in the city, either Boston or New York, especially when the snow is falling nice and steady with the big fluffy snowflakes covering the entire city like a warm downy blanket. What makes this so special in my mind is how quiet and peaceful the cities become, they become transformed by the snow into your own private white wonderland. I have had the pleasure of walking through the streets of New York late at night during a snowstorm and I felt as if I were the only person left in New York, it was such a wonderful feeling. New York never feels like that, you are constantly reminded that you are one of millions walking through the daily grind but not on that night. That snowstorm transformed New York into mine for those few hours. Boston is giving me that same feeling looking out the window from our suite on Atlantic Ave off the water.
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