A dusting... check out this, fronted on Drudge... http://tinyurl.com/y88825
Buffalo is getting hammered, with serious danger of trees and powerlines coming down in the face of 3-6 inches of very wet lake effect snow. This is beyond unseasonable... Sure Denver et al gets snow in late August/early September, but BUFFALO?
I got the 'Midwestern Hello' walking into Whole Foods yesterday, with a gale-like wind bringing the snow, and walking out? Sunny, calm...God needs his lithium...
The first snow first brings to my mind sixth grade, feeling half-excited and half-afraid, wondering if my mix of old and new coat and boots and gloves will pass muster among friends and (now especially) girls. And Christmas is not far, so great.
Simultaneously it reminds me I am now over half done with my life, and winter signals death and then rebirth. The same excitement and fear, actually. No longer worried about my clothes, or even girls, but about my kids. Are they warm enough? Are they wearing a hat? What do they want for Christmas? Did I already replace the broken bolt on the snowblower?
Re: "Mostly so I can sort out all the D(d)aves on this site." Clues: the Bad Daves are pretty much one-note bots. You, a lawyer is their commonest complaint. BushLied etc. soon follows. When perusing their work, it's far more fun to read every other word. Makes their work much better.
Yeah, I can see that in an Audi ad - a bit of a broader shot, the vertical fully upright and not angular, a woman's hand in a long black glove lying just above the tail light, a very short take with simple message,"Winter time depression? No way! Just go" - not sure where and how to impliment the brand name, perhaps with an audio of wind and a quick shot of "Audi" in bright chrome - what the hell, it's Friday ain't it?
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First snowfall!
Isn't there some sort of ceremony to mark the milestone? What are the Midwest traditions that accompany the first snowfall?
C'mon, I'll find any reason to throw a party.
Peace, Maxine
A dusting... check out this, fronted on Drudge... http://tinyurl.com/y88825
Buffalo is getting hammered, with serious danger of trees and powerlines coming down in the face of 3-6 inches of very wet lake effect snow. This is beyond unseasonable... Sure Denver et al gets snow in late August/early September, but BUFFALO?
I believe the ceremony chiefly includes good-natured (or not) grumbling about the earliness of it all.
Plus, a hurried finishing of winterizing the abode.
I love real snow....so romantic.
The fake stuff is pretty good too.
---The just-add-water stuff.
There has to be something special to commemorate the first snowfall of the season.
Maybe you could quick dry a flake, or two, then frame, with engraved date, ....as a precious keepsake, to always remember.
Peace, Maxine
Maxine, don't you live in L.A.? What kind of *snow* are you talking about?
Ann's eight feet tall!
Of course it isn't snow. Haven't you heard of global warming? Why do you give us such obviously photoshopped pictures?
You've now got me wondering if you even live near a lake.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pisceslibra/238590238/
We've been punk'd.
Another hoax.
That snow is synthetic!---I tell you !!!!!
Peace, Maxine
The five stages of Winter:
Denial -- "It can't be snow!" Maybe a volcano erupted in South Dakota and this is the ash fallout. I better check CNN.
Anger -- Screw this, I'm moving to Arizona. For reference, read Lileks' Bleat every day for the next six months.
Bargaining -- Just one more week of nice weather and I promise to stop complaining about Summer being too hot.
Depression -- One word: snotcicle. Did you know The Shining is actually a documentary about cabin fever?
Acceptance -- It's not so bad out. You just have to learn to dress in layers.
Ah, the sight of snow melting over an Audi's gas cap. It melts my heart . . .
And it reminds me of the Wallace Stevens line, "Snow sparkles like eyesight falling to earth . . ."
Wallace Stevens--he was a great lawyer.
I got the 'Midwestern Hello' walking into Whole Foods yesterday, with a gale-like wind bringing the snow, and walking out? Sunny, calm...God needs his lithium...
I'll bet Silvio is not so romantical over the snow!
Lovely photograph.
The first snow first brings to my mind sixth grade, feeling half-excited and half-afraid, wondering if my mix of old and new coat and boots and gloves will pass muster among friends and (now especially) girls. And Christmas is not far, so great.
Simultaneously it reminds me I am now over half done with my life, and winter signals death and then rebirth. The same excitement and fear, actually. No longer worried about my clothes, or even girls, but about my kids. Are they warm enough? Are they wearing a hat? What do they want for Christmas? Did I already replace the broken bolt on the snowblower?
Re: "Mostly so I can sort out all the D(d)aves on this site."
Clues: the Bad Daves are pretty much one-note bots. You, a lawyer is their commonest complaint. BushLied etc. soon follows. When perusing their work, it's far more fun to read every other word. Makes their work much better.
That leaf really makes that picture. I know you don't arrange things but it is almost too poignant to be not-placed, almost..
Yeah, I can see that in an Audi ad - a bit of a broader shot, the vertical fully upright and not angular, a woman's hand in a long black glove lying just above the tail light, a very short take with simple message,"Winter time depression? No way! Just go" - not sure where and how to impliment the brand name, perhaps with an audio of wind and a quick shot of "Audi" in bright chrome - what the hell, it's Friday ain't it?
The leaf was really there. I moved nothing but the camera. And I love the way that gas cap looks.
Up in the Pennsylvania mountains too, frost this morning, and now, it's about 41 degrees.
But no snow. Thank God. Not yet, anyway.
Hello from Sunny Southern California.
Sigh . . . . .
I miss the snow, I miss the snow, I miss the . . .
Oh , I forgot . . .
Late February grey slush . . .
OK. I'll stay.
Sigh . . . .
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